What a fine creature he was — and always will be. (I love that little mark on the left side of his head that looks like an attempted comb-over.) There’s something about the Basset face that cries out for a meerschaum pipe.

So glad you basset blogged this evening. It’ll be sweet to see some vintage snaps of the “big man” who, it seems, was also the gentle giant of the household (if pic # 2 is any indication).

Beckham and Satch: one of the classic odd couples of all time, eh?

In the top pic it looks like Beckham’s whispering some nefarious plot and Satch is thinking “ah, kids these days… What can you do?”

As for Fenway, he has a face that could persuade any jury to acquit. He’s a real beauty. In time he will distract Beckham from his sorrow (and maybe chew on Beckham’s ears like someone Satch once knew).

I’ll never forget the photo of Satch where his face is all askew like a hat that got sat on and never punched back to normal shape. That was pretty funny.

I want again to tell you how sad I am at the passing of Satchmo. He had such a soulful face, which apparently matched his personality.

Your memorial picture of Satchmo made me realize I had to make that same painful decision regarding my dog, a decision I should have made earlier. I just kept hoping for a miracle.

So, you and Satchmo helped me.

Although Dobbs was, like his master, pretty much of a snob, I’m sure he’s now guardedly sniffing Satchmo’s butt in Doggy heaven. An attack from behind was always his strategy.

Much love to you and your family in this rather painful period.

Aw, such a grand old man he was. I thought of you last night, watching the Olympic Dressage. The Germans won the team gold, as usual, but it was brought home by an AMAZING performance by a beautiful stallion named…Satchmo. I’ll take it as a sign.

Fenway is just absurd. What a face! If only he were photogenic…

I always wondered if Satchmo got his long-suffering air from trying to keep Beckham in line … and, now, will that torch be handed down to Beckham as he tries to steer Fenway down the straight and narrow ??

Satchmo was definitely a good’un – one that we are all blessed to have known. Thanks for the Thurs Basset Blogging (puppy peeper shots and all) – for those of us without fur children of our own, it’s nice to hear the stories and see the great pics.

many hugs to you, the Mrs and the L&T one as she heads back to school.

Great pics, gorgeous as always.

A bit of sadness in our household too as daughter heads back to Chapel Hill today. Thank goodness for the dogs.

Nice to hear that Beckham has taken up the Old Gentleman’s station under the desk. I can well believe that it is a comfort to both of you. You can feel fur beneath your toes (all Californians go around barefoot, don’t they?), and Beck’s mighty basset nose can absorb some of Satch’s smell that lingers. You TBoggs keep taking care of each other–grief is more bearable if we have others to walk through it with us.

Sorry for Tbogg and CCinNC’s kid-off-to-school sadness. Happily, I have the opposite: my son (a year older than Casey) has been working Denver for the summer. Tomorrow, he’s heading back to the Deep South to return to college, which is only 100 miles from home.

They sure leave a big hole when they’re not around.

Tbogg- unlike the Twitiots, the TBassets are Huge!

must say I have to rethink Becks in light of his noble behavior this week and am glad to hear he’s taken up Satchmo’s blogging spot

as to that gorgeous wee one, that last pick definitely has a Beckham like so-what’s-your-point air to it – ahhh hints of Thursday Nights to come

mad love to all at Casa Tbogg and wishes for a great L&T school year

Aha! They are too born with those harnesses!

Yes they do. Welcome nearly-home to your son.

I’m glad they are back. I always enjoy your accounts of their antics. Thursday night bassetblogging is my favorite and I always pass it along to my friends and daughter. Satchmo will be missed, but not forgotten. Now you made tears well up in my eyes again. Best to all of you and the L&T Casey as she returns to school.

Others may have expressed these sentiments before- I could not bring myself to read all the comments when I saw that Satchmo had gone on ahead…

Everything important I learned from my dogs-

Eat, sleep, play.
Find the warm corner.
Follow the sunny spot around the room.
Nothing beats sleeping in the big bed- except sleeping in the big bed with everybody else.
Chasing the ball isn’t as much fun as keeping the ball.

Bless you all. I know dogs have soul, because I have heard the bassets sing

Soft and low- “Arooo, arooo.”

I am very sorry for your loss. Satch seemed like such a great dog….. We recently attended a session at our vet’s on aging pets. As someone there said, dogs don’t know how long they live, just how well they live. You all did a good job keeping Satch happy….

Somehow it’s perfect that Fenway has become a frat boy!

Hang in there, Tboggs.

You name a dog after a baseball park, and are surprised that he has an affinity for suds?

we have discovered that Fenway really likes beer. If we’re out for a walk and he comes across a beer can on the sidewalk (we live at the beach so it’s not that uncommon) he goes friggin nuts trying to lick up what he can.

Yeah, Bush was like that, too. Careful, he might find Jesus and make a White House run.

Did anyone notice that, even as a puppy, Beckham had that baleful look? And Captphealy makes THE point of the day about Fenway and suds.

My basset, Blanche and I are truly saddened by your loss. But the good news is you can always love again. I love your web site. It’s on my “favorites.”

Donna

I’m sorry you guys. It gets hard when the pack that has gone becomes as big as or bigger than, in my case, the one still at home.

As the happy owner of two very rambunctious rescue dogs (akita mixes, best guess), I have loved basset Thursday. We are all very sorry for your loss. My pack sends their love and appreciation for all you’ve done for your pack, including access to bed, nail clipping slings, walks on beach, and the TLC you’ve shown.

Great pix, as always. Beckham will eventually come around.

Is the time stamp on the Satchmo and Beck pic accurate??? Beck’s 4 yrs old? I didn’t think I’d been reading this blog for that long. But then I remember you from Salon.

Thanks for basset blogging, and for the “classic” pix. Beckham seems to have picked up the torch laid down by Satchmo, and may surprise you by becoming your new eminence grise. My kittehs still purr for the TBogg manse, because sometimes a rumbly sound can help make an empty-ish house feel fuller.

Glad to read that Beckham has found a spot that comforts him. And that TNBB continues…

I just now read about Satchmo, and promptly burst into tears. He seemed like such a great guy. We have Bassets too, and we had to do the same thing with our beloved Maui a few months ago, which probably had something to do with my reaction (I cried for days after that). Plus a good friend of mine had to give up his rescue dog this week d/t problems with aggression. Maui’s successor, Maggie, saw me crying and came up and whimpered sympathetically and licked my face. As my friend said when Maui died, they are very special creatures. I feel for you, your wife and daughter, and especially for Beckham.