Showing posts with label Basset. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Basset. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

A funny Basset Boy Bart story

Yesterday morning, I got up at super early because those pesky dogs wanted breakfast.

So I dumped some kibble into their bowls and trooped off back to bed for a little more shut-eye.

At some point, Bart woke me up because he was licking. Something. He was licking something. Licking, licking, licking, oh my god!, the LICKING. I grumbled, I scolded, I screeched "BART! Stop licking!"

Eventually he quit. Rather, he quit licking loud enough for me to hear him.

Which is saying something because as much as I ♥ dogs, I can't stand to hear a dog lick.

ANYWAY.

Bart.

He decided to cuddle with me at some point.

So when I finally peeled my eyes open, I became the big spoon to Bart's little spoon.

He looked up at me with his big brown Basset Hound eyes and implored me, "PLEASE! Get the kibble out of my nose!"

He truly tried to inhale his breakfast.

No wonder he was lickingLICKINGlicking yesterday morning.

And I can add "Basset Hound Nose Picker" to my dog-sitting resumé.

Lucky me.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Basset Boy

His name is Bart.
He's 4.
He's affectionate, likes to lay on the couch, sleep in the bed, and ride in the car.
He'll be staying with me from the end of July until some time in October.

The meet-n-greet went well. Russ was a bit excited, barking a very high-pitched (and quite annoying) bark. I don't know what this bark means exactly but it didn't seem to phase Bart at all.

We're going to have a few more meet-n-greets before E leaves for Boot Camp so the transition to my house will be easier on Basset Boy Bart. (By the way, we think he's named Bart after Bart Starr -- I'll try to confirm this.)

This is going to be so much fun.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

WW: My Heart's Desire

Aside from the normal desires (love, happiness, etc.) my heart desires this:

But, since this one is well loved by his current person, I'd settle for one just like him.

S, bless him, took these pictures for me because he knows I adore Basset Hounds. Like, seriously, ADORE them. If I had gone into the hardware store where this guy was, I would've SAT ON THE FLOOR to scrunch those ears and kiss that nose.

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