My Name is Harper...

The day I met my family,  my Big Daddy came to Texas to pick me up. I had to leave my dawg brother, but that's ok because Big Daddy brought my new people brother, Bubby. He doesn't smell like my dawg brother, but he'll do.

My Big Daddy and my Bubby drove 10 whole hours round-trip to get me. They talked A LOT.

Me, I slept a lot.

And peed a lot. 

Whoopsie

And farted... a lot.

Although I'm pretty sure at least a few of them were Bubby.

Yep. Definitely something going on down there. 

Finally, I got to my new home and met my new Mommy and Sissies. 

Those girls all look alike, but they smell different. I can tell. 

There was a lot of talk about calling me Alice or Mercy or Journey or even Mangum after some baseball player Big Daddy liked, but in the end, they decided on Harper Grace. Isn't that beautiful? Yep. I think I'll keep them. I'm a lucky dog.