No doubt you were offered a job in the online division of some company fifteen years ago and you didn’t see a future in the intertubez either.

Anyhoo, I think this is my favoritest photo evah of Wembley.

tongue!

Thank you. Glad to know that all is well. But how did you and sister-in-law take so long to discover this way- long-ago sort-of crossing of paths? It is weird. (Though my relationships to siblings, and hence my mate’s to them, has stranger stories to tell.) Somehow I think it all means that you and Mrs. T. were indeed meant for each other, and that your beautiful soccer-player daughter is the proof (says this-here proud soccer mom). Wembley looks exasperated. As well he should be. How dare you put your food and family needs ahead of his? (Liverpool-Arsenal 1-1. A small crowd of Brits and Kenyans distributed on either side in my lr this morning, with crazy English Springer in our midst — she needs her run, goddamit!)

What a mug on that baby–he looks older than his few months.

Wembley is just so damn adorable. And, computer programming–what would have been the use of that?

Wembley’s tongue and paws ought to be national monuments.

Poor, poor Wembley…it’s hard bein’ a dog….long hours,back breaking labor, no appreciation. Poor, poor boy….

Oh, my master is out!
But did he leave food for me?
Ha! It is to laugh.

My dad tried mightily to get me interested in computer programming in 1980.

“Eh – what’s the point?”

Uh-huh.

The Gene Simmons of bassetts.

Even Bill Gates once famously said something like “640k (of RAM) should be enough for anybody.” He thought that would last well into the future.

So, at 19 you failed to anticipate that maybe computer programming would be a good field to enter. At least you’re not Bill Kristol and wrong about every single thing you’ve ever thought.

Is that Wembley’s “Bag of salted dicks, please, sir?” look?

THAT TONGUE! Mambotaxi said it all.

My dear departed mother was always trying to get me t take computer classes way back in the late ’70s and ’80s. Of course, she also hated my future wife and didn’t think we would last more than a few months together. 25 years and counting…

Aww, the very picture of huuuuuungry puppydom.

that’s okay. The guys who were running DEC at the time didn’t think that there was any future in single-user systems like PCs, even though they were building some very nice ones at the time (LSI-11s and such).

How did I miss SNBB! And yet I did. :(

But so what? Monday Night Catching up to Sunday Night Basset Blogging is even better. (Because everyone knows Monday sucks ass.)

Given your intro about mom of, brother of, and so on, I expected to see “so here is the Youngest Son of TBogg” (in Charlie Chan’s voice).

Wembley is very houndish and cheeky in this picture. I detect a very distinct personality, probably one that would translate well on the big screen. In Youtube theatre. Dying to hear him talking.

It’s probably good you didn’t go into programming. Remember the dot.com crash? Yeah, that was fun. On the other hand, you could have billed Wall Street a shitload of money for services and retired. Oh well.

P.S. Speaking of hounds in motion, I stumbled across two hilarious videos of a basset named Toffee: helping with decorating and responding to a hamster. He shares Fenway’s colouring and acts like…a composite of every basset you’ve ever met + Boaty.

I know Wembley hardly needs it, but if his tongue needs a rest and he likes carrying a ball around, you might get him one of these.

Oh,my stars! Why didn’t I think of that? It’s the next Frisbee!