I am Wembley, King of Bassets. Look upon my ears, ye furry, and dismay.

‘Applause!!’

I prostrate myself to thee, O Wembley.

When you embiggen, Wembley’s right eye appears to be focused on TBogg while the left is concentrating on something else.

Spookily Wookily.

“Dude, you’re blocking the sunlight.”

It really puts those ears in perspective.

Whoa–them are some EARS!

With the right launch angle and a strong enough wind he might be able to reach Catalina Island.

Wembley looks like he’s had enough. Enough of the papparatzi and all that. And if I was there, I would scritch behind his ears–I couldn’t help myself with gorgeous ears like those!

Good one!

Yes. He’s posing for the big statue that will go next to the Pyramids.

Towels on the couch?
Glad I’m not the only one
Using protection.

What a sweet picture! Thanks. With all the depressing news every day, I so look forward to Thursday Night Basset Blogging. Thanks!

Ah..the perspective gives insight to his demeanor as well. Just a young boy and already weighed down by the task of carrying those ears around….poor guy. Give him some green tripe to help make up for suffering he must endure.

That is one handsome basset. Also, you’ve done an impressive job of keeping those nails, which I know are made of titanium, trimmed.

Hey TBogg, way to go all “Francesco Scuvallo”!!! That’s one super-model doggie.