The weekend consisted of Max and Harley running around the house like maniacs chasing Mia. Poor cat, right? I'm pretty sure she antagonizes the dogs and takes off to see if they can catch her. Staring down at them from on top of the counters/shelves.
Anyway, back to Harley. My sister called about two years ago with this silly idea of getting a boston terrier puppy. I thought it was a HORRIBLE idea since she was still in college (going to nursing school) and living with three other girls. I thought too expensive, and would take up too much time. Of course, Katie got her anyway. Hars turned out to be the sweetest boston terrier ever. Every time her and my sister come visit and we sleep in the same bed, Harley wiggles her way under the covers and passes out between us at the bottom of the bed all warm and cozy. Took a little getting used to, but I eventually have gotten used to it.
She's pretty darn cute isn't she?
Took about 75 shots to get these four. I, of course, had to get Katie's approval and she is very protective of her puppy and how she looks on camera for all the world to see.