Dog has a bigger neck roll than Mitch McConnell.

Sorry, buzzkill, I know.

Arriving at work hung over, a worker at the Bobblehead Basset assembly plant inadvertently snaps a size “large” head on a size “small” body before shipping to the Bogg family.

“…because basset pictures always seem to get me off the hook.”

Hm? I’m sorry T, did you say something? I was busy looking at the basset picture.

Standing there, sniffing the flowers, looking like a Basset Baudelaire, you’d never know (at least according to FBogg) that he was more a Basset Bukowski.

we’re easy that way – basset pictures are the key. you don’t think we come to your blog because of you, do you? lol

Checking, once again, if the flowers might possibly be edible….

Let me bring you up to date.

Wingnuts not qualified to work the counter at a Cinnabon gnash there teeth, say they have all the answers, spew nonsense, continue to destroy the country. Also. Atlas Shrugged.

“their” not “there”. Need more coffee.

Sadly, not the first time this mishap has occurred.

Pull your socks up, Wembley.

Hey, you could admit to having a soft-on for Ann Althouse and then making it all better with a quick picture of a basset or two. We’re suckers that way. Meanwhile, we’re now getting bassets, what, three-four times a week — it’s all good.

Ferdinand!

Yer allowed.

WTF? Spring flowers and a basset hound? Are you just trying to rub it in to those of us in Minnesota?

Awwww, I was totally gonna mention Ferdinand! One of my favorite books, and guaranteed to piss off any wingnuts in the vicinity.

The forward violet thus did I chide:
Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,
If not from my love’s breath? The purple pride
Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells
In my love’s veins thou hast too grossly dy’d.

-Billy Shakes

Taking time to smell the flowers … before peeing on them.

I’m not up to date on the latest and greatest and lamest…

The most important thing we learned this week is it is every American’s right to “Go Galt” as long as they don’t belong to a union.

Why, yes, yes he is. ‘S okay, I’ve got my tomato seeds planted and am waiting for them to do the sprouting thing.

This Minnesotan sez he can keep his flowers and his sunshine.

TBogg, I am outraged. I come here for the snark and–ooooooh, puppeh!

Awww… thems some big feetses.

{Toho Mode ON}
“The people in the arcology screamed with terror as the 200 foot basset delicately sniffed their building, while those street bound were crushed under the immense paws of the beast”
{Toho Mode OFF}

Yep, big feetses.

I might ought to lay off those Gozilla marathons, though.

Holy mackerel! Sell that one to the folks at Hallmark!

where the fuck is the new content? i want new conten….oooo bassets.

Yet another Minnesotan here (perfectly happy with the snow, incidentally, mainly because my landlord shovels it), and my question is: When did the TDoggs abandon those snazzy harnesses in favor of unflattering collars? The harnesses made them look so imposing and vaguely dangerous.

Yes, we are easy. Sweet picture – even though, on human testimony, we know better. Ahhhhhhh…all’s right with the world, for now.

Now, now, I understand from your fellow Minnesotan, one G. Keillor, who was in San Diego on Saturday, that the weather was very poor…rain, lots of it.

Per Mr. Keillor – locals were all bundled up and chilly; visiting PHC staff and cast wearing t-shirts and shorts.

I hope Wembly remembers what he escaped, and is grateful (hahahahaha!)

It’s a wise basset that stops to sniff the flowers, or possibly another dog’s pee on the flowers.

Very sweet and a welcome sight on a Monday morning.

Some other good news! The impending indictment of Fox News boss Roger Ailes.

Those aren’t neckrolls. It’s a basset wearing a basset head mask.

On second thought, it looks like a really bad photoshop.

Uh oh, gettin’ higherbrow around here. I settled in at Mac Davis, nongardener that I am.

Apparently, you’ve assembled this dog incorrectly…

I can’t believe how many really funny comments are posted here. Especially liked the one about the incorrectly assembled dog–almost enough to make me forget how pissed I am about the picture of Nicky Haley using her ipod while President Obama is speaking. It’s over on obamadiary–I really got steamed about it–rude bitch!!!!!

It was chilly but dry Saturday in Los Angeles, or at least my part of it (a co-worker reported his area got enough snow for smowball fights).
I was out grocery-shopping in a short-sleeved shirt under a long-sleeved shirt under a hoodie (and also in jeans) – and thong sandals. Because my feet don’t get as cold as the rest of me.
I think the temperature topped out in the mid-50s.

Brrrrrrr!

(SoCentral Texas here – it was 87 today)

Does that head bobble?

Does IKEA sell Båssets? Someone with more artistic talent than I should create one of those pictographic assembly instruction sheets.