Having the family over

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So today my people had relatives over as a belated Christmas get-together. Accompanying them was my cousin, Oscar. Oscar is a cockapoo, who weighs about 5 pounds with dark curly hair and a frenzied look in his eye. In my opinion, he's kind of squirrel-ee. When they got here, he ran in all bouncy and skittish, getting me quite upset. I followed him around, trying very hard to smell him (sometimes I just can't help myself) but gave up rather quickly.

Then he did something that actually made me envious of him! Can you believe it? me envying him! He hopped right up on the good couch that I am not allowed on, apparently, because he didn't shed hair on it or something. Hmph. Then, he just curled up and went to sleep! Right there! Needless to say, I was outraged. But I chose to stay on the floor and had my neck massaged by my people for the rest of their visit.

After they left I got a cookie, but I don't really think it balances out the fact that I had to sit and watch Oscar sleep on the good couch. What-ever.



Well, all this raving has made me sleepy. Goodnight all.

Merry Christmas to all

Hello all. I hope you had a very merry Christmas today.
I myself had an exciting day. I got a new lobster squeaky toy, the finest you can find, I am sure, but not too durable (ha haha). Within ten minutes of opening it, I had its tail nicely ripped apart and its stuffing was arranged in a lovely pattern all over the carpet. My people were either thrilled or distraught, I couldn't quite tell by their reaction.
In addition to the lobster, I recieved a box of cookies, but not just any old dog treats mind you, they contain honey, vanilla and even carob chips! They are delicious and smell WONDERFUL! Just like the ones my people eat, only these are mine.
Anyway, I just thought I'd share my lovely day with you. I need to go sleep well into tomorrow morning now. Au revoir.

Hello, I'm Holly...

Hello out there, welcome to my bassetblog. I thought I would introduce myself with a few candid photos and some lessons on understanding basset hounds.


We bassets are French in heritage and consider ourselves to be temporarily displaced aristocracy, and entitled to all the priveliges of royalty, robes included.






Comfort is of the utmost importance, we have a very NARROW comfort zone, and when I'm not in it, you'll hear about it.







Fortunately I can be comfortable in almost any position... To achieve this, I practice relaxing about 20 hours a day.







When not actively engaged in relaxing, I can frequently be found following my nose. The basset's sense of smell is second only to the bloodhound, if only we would use our powers for good rather than evil... nah. It's worth mentioning that although we're low to the ground, we're looong and can have surprising agility and reach, always useful for activities such as "counter cruzing".



Yes, we do prefer to enjoy the comforts of life, and we fully expect the people in our lives to respect that and accomodate our needs. So long as that is understood, we'll have a wonderful and loving relationship. Until next time, "Au Revoir..."
(OK, where's my treat???)