When Isla met Nova...

On Friday morning we finally got to meet Nova: another labrador, a few months older than Isla, belonging to some old friends of mine who have just moved back to the area.  Ironically, I first met Nicolla and Chris just after I got Amber (we had daughters who went trampolining together), and they had a black labrador called Luna.  Now the tables are turned: they have a dumb blonde and I have a black bullet.

Nova is on limited rations when it comes to exercise since she has a problem with her elbow joints.  As a result we've had to wait for ages before the pups were able to meet, and then only in the back garden.  We needn't have worried about them getting along, although it has to be said that Isla was distinctly "in your face" (as is her character) and poor old Nova was tiring of her attention after an hour or so in the firing line.  At the beginning they were both pretty playful, however.

Unsurprisingly, Isla decided that "elevenses" would be a good idea, and became terribly calm and obedient while the biscuits were out...

...but, of course, Nova decided that she wanted a piece of the action too.

What a pretty girl.

Apart from being darker in colour, and slightly heavier, there was a distinct resemblance between Nova and Amber.  Here's a picture taken when Amber was almost exactly the same age as Nova is now, and it's clear that they're very much alike.