I care. Truly and deeply.

So do we…so do we.

Please, you and the L&TC make sure to have fun for all of us.

O my lord, my lord, my lord!

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PRETTY!

If you really cared, you’d've brought the boys up north, and had a “meet’n'greet” so their many S.F. Bay Area fans could get to see them in person. I hear AT&T Park has greater availability effective immediately…dammit…

Sleeping snouts. Awesome.

Bassets in sunbeams. There is a Santa Claus, Virgina.

Hmmm…next basset you gotta name ‘Frisco.

Hey, TBogg et al, this song was made for dawgs and liberals.

Lippy Kids by Elbow. It’s a sweet sweet tune.

Ahhhhhhhhh. Their noses seem oddly long tonight….

They are the prettiest boys ever. And I’ve had a long, hard day, so thank you very much Mr. Bogg.

Because, even when I am on vacation, I care.

You’ll never make it in politics, kid.

I have a new adopted 9-year-old kitty, but even I was taken aback by the pics of the boys. My girl is beautiful, but I’d kiss those snouts in a minute…snorgle. Thanks; enjoy everthing. My father died in 1979, and I remember him so well and with love.

Goggies!!

Boy, am I glad I didn’t check you in the morning today. As it is, I don’t think I’ll be able to finidh thos snetnesddefpdfbvb ./bbnn;nmx

I care. Truly and deeply.

Don’t you mean “Truly, MADLY and deeply”?

Yes, they are lovely. And willfull and smelly and needy and stubborn and demanding and barky and messy and big bed hogs. Last night…10:30pm take both dogs out,11:30pm take Wembley out, 2:30am go next door and tell the Danish boys and friends to STFU, 3:00am take Wembley out since the Danish boys woke him up, 5:45am take both dogs out, 7:30am go to work. And I get to go home and do it all again tonight. Good thing I love them right???

I dunno, Mrs. T — I might have gone next door and told the Danish boys and their friends, “You woke ‘em, you walk ‘em” and then gone back to bed.

Or at the very least I’d've been thinking that the whole time I was stumbling along behind Wembley in my robe and slippers.

Mrs. TBogg, it sounds like Wembley needs Depends! Har. He’s like the Princess and the Pea.

if I lived in San Diego, I’d volunteer to basset sit to give you a break.

Sorry, you’re dealing with Frat Boy neighbours…they are the worst!

Hmmm…if only there were some way these nighttime excursions could cure each other. But what can you do with dog poop in a bag?…

Arthur says that he’d be lost without his own door out to the back garden, for those late night necessaries.

If you like South Indian food, Dosa is a good choice. There are a couple of them, one on Fillmore and one in the Mission.