Upon arriving at the dog run, we noticed something surreal: Bisou was already there! But how could it be? Sure enough, this fluffier and several-months-younger miniature female silver poodle is related to Bisou.
The other Bisou (with a different name, conveniently) was still at the shy stage, mostly hanging out under its owner's bench while Bisou bounded around at greyhound speed. And I suspect there was no mutual recognition whatsoever. But I promise that this encounter was about 100 times more amazing even than these photos indicate.