Our love story started just over two years ago

The transporters arrived around 5am and the moment Banks was placed in my arms it was pure love. We traveled across the US with him the following summer, and by the time we returned, we were convinced that the perfect dog needed a sister. Leroy had been so wonderful to deal with during our first addition, of course we came back to him for another perfect dog. Instead, he sent us Boo Radli, whose cute black & white features competed with Banksy’s apricot glory. She demanded some of the attention, at least part of the laps, and she ate everything! Including his food. She took his toys and her own. Eventually, her demanding disposition dragged him down her path of getting into whatever mischief she can and then use her bounciness, sweet innocent face, and constantly wagging tail to convince us she did nothing, leaving him to hold the bag. Oh, my baby boy was corrupted. Now we have two hounds of mischief who cry when one of us leaves in the car without them, look for reasons to bark, love everyone, especially children, and are the very definition of lap dogs.