Well, that top picture gets 2009 off to a good start.

Happy New Year to Mr. and Mrs. Tbogg, the L&T Casey, and to the pooches.

Linda

Bwaha! In the top pic, Beckham looks like a disembodied, floating Basset head.

Beckham: “Who, me? I didn’t knock him over…”

And that last shot appears to be an action shot. Well, at least a movement shot…

Beckham looks angelic. Is he o.k.?

Happy New Year!

I shall now go to my sleep with dreams of Basset-plums in my head.
Happy New Year & much love to the TBogg household.

The top picture is now on my desktop. I particularly enjoy Beckham’s expression of pity for Fenway (who, well, almost had me fooled into thinking he was Satchmo again.)

Middle bottom pic is very Cheneyesque. It’s the snarly bottom teeth (only Beckham’s are cleaner and whiter than the Dick’s.)

Exquisite composition in the first pic. The rectilinear shapes of the bookcase and stairs contrast nicely with the basset droopidity. The final touch is the Dali-esque Fenway flowing down the steps like a melted watch.

Beckham’s internal monologues:

(Top pic) “You know, that boy just ain’t right.”

(Center bottom) “Damn it, nobody’s buying my Prince of Darkness shtick any more.”

Fenway in last pic: “I’m invisible…”

On the whole, gravity is not kind to bassets.

Trying to get two Bassets to stay in one place when you have a “perfect picture” is pretty difficult, particularly when one is 90% eternal puppy and 10% growing into the 3.2X her original size woman.

Mine intentionally look the other way when they see the camera. I’m expecting them to get baseball hats and cover their faces and do their best Bernie Madoff imitation any day now.

Have a great year.

What the hell kind of book shelving arrangement is that? Tolstoy followed by Borges followed by Vidal followed by Theroux?

Is it size, cuz it sure ain’t color?