Bunch of Bassets

Bassets are fun to photograph because you can do silly things to them and they will put up with it as long as you provide a treat.

Bassets Do Get Embarrassed

Tonight I was watching the basset hounds, and one of them decided to jump up onto the couch.  Well, he miscalculated his jump, and ended up with his front paws on the couch, and his back legs and butt stuck between the ottoman and couch.  He looked really pathetic trying to get unstuck.  Of course, it was very funny seeing a basset hound stuck between a couch and ottoman, so I had to laugh at him as I helped him get unstuck.  He was so embarrassed that he went to one of the dog beds, and turned away from me for a good 15 minutes.  A bit put-out about me laughing at him.
I wonder if under all that fur his face was red?  

Valentines Day Picture

Here are the three bassets getting ready for valentines day! They love valentines day because people give their sweethearts candy! And bassets love candy!

Max the Wonder Dog's Gottcha Day

On January 6th, 1998, I was reading the drool and learned about a very old basset hound that had been thrown from a moving car into a ditch. Dawn of the west was looking for someone in Northern California to go rescue this guy because he was on death row.

When I thought of what someone had done to this dog, I had to go down to Lodi and get him. I had been thinking about getting a friend for Mr. Wiggins and thought that this basset might do. At the time, Basset Rescue of So. Cal called him Flyaway because of what had happened to him.

When I got to the shelter, they had named him Lodi because of where they were located.They brought the basset to me, and I was saddened to see this thin basset with a defeated look in the way he walked. He was so dirty his coat was gray, and his head just drooped low to the ground. He did however jump up and sit in a chair. I gave him a couple of pats on the head, and turned to talk to the officer when all of a sudden, he let out a very loud WooF!

I turned and looked at him and he smiled a toothless smile at me and wagged his tail. I knew then that he was going home with me.

That woof was the only bark Max the wonder dog made for over 1 1/2 years. I found that he had probably been chained out on a concrete patio, beaten with a newspaper, or sprayed with water whenever he barked. So he chose to keep quiet so he wouldn't cause trouble.

Max came to me with many medical problems. His skin allergies were so bad that he had worn down his teeth from scratching himself. His fur also had a pink color to it from his saliva. He also had a very bad back -- all of the disks in his back were fused together from his head to his tail. The vet put his age at 8-10 years old and told me that I'd probably get a good 5 years maximum with him (he has beat that). She also could not understand how he could move with his back problem.

Max the wonder dog is a funny soul, he loves his stuffed babies and insists on placing them on the couch before meal time. He loves to run through the house with a baby in his mouth, and place it on the couch. When he is really happy, he will place as many babies as he can before dinner. He will then go and lay in the middle of the babies when dinner is done.

I am so happy that I belonged to the drool that January day back in 1998, for if I had not, I would have missed out on knowing this wonderful basset hound. I know that one day soon, it will be his time to join all the other basset hounds at the bridge, and while I'll be sad, I'll also be very happy because I was able to give Max the life he deserved.

Happy Gottcha Day Max the wonder dog!
January 7th, 2006