Love is in the air

Today I met Willow.
Willow is a Beagle. OK it wasn't love at first site, we had a bit of an argument and the two legs put her outside until the experts (from Beagle Rescue) arrived. They said to let me out but I already had it sussed and had left a message from the couch to the back door to let them know it was time for Max to get out. Unfortunately Dad didn't quite understand this and he chucked me in the laundry but eventually Mum let me out.
Then we chatted, just the two of us, she was lovely. We had so much in common. A little shorter than me with smaller ears. Her face is really cute. I showed her around the garden, took her for a wander through the silverbeet patch and between the fruit trees. We went round to the sadly frogless frog bog. I even showed her the stinky compost...the place in the world.
She was pretty excited to meet me. I even let her drink from my bowl!
Eventually one of the the BRV ladies, Sarah and Dad came outside with us. I barked at the door after awhile to let mum know she could come out but she hung inside for a bit longer. Finally she came out and I told her how much I liked Willow.
Willow did let herself down though. It was really embarrassing. Her person threw a ball and she sadly chased it and brought it back - he threw it again and in most un-beagle-like behaviour she went and got it AGAIN. Over and over they threw the ball and she ran after it and brought it back like some sort of Retriever!!!! I kept barking and chasing after her but she wouldn't listen...she was addicted and kept chasing it. My goodness - I chatted to mum about it and just when I thought it could get no worse she leaped into the air and caught the ball in flight!!! Then they clapped, all of them, even Mum!!!
Still, when it was time to go I was very sad. Luckily Tina had been earlier (so I looked hot when Willow got there) and there were lots of liver treats to distract me.
Willow is coming for another play date and sleepover next weekend. I can't wait!!!
See you later.