Ooh! Bassets already! Err, basset, that is, Wembley to be precise!A lovely photo, Mr. Bogg, once again.

So what time of day was it? Looks like dusk…or maybe dawn? Anyway, thanks for the early basset today. After my week so far, I can really use the calming effect of gazing at Wembley looking soulful.

Wembley is very disappointed that Obama didn’t travel back in time and uninvade Afghanistan, and so he won’t be voting this November.

Wembley iz in ur house, chewin’ on ur Mumia t-shirt.

Sex-eh.
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one of your best pictures, taking the artistic road now! ;>

Lovely how the shadowline falls across the schnozz-freckles.

I seem to have discovered the right time of day to shoot Wembley

Shooting Wembley makes you worse than Obummer.

But then again, the puppies are probably moochers, always looking for expecting a handout…

Oh, Lordy, Lordy – teh most beautyful earz, beautyful eyes….

Oh my!

He looks like Charles Boyer. Those are the exotique shadows of the Casbah falling across his rakish profile. Off camera is a gorgeous coal-black lady poodle with a diamond collar, redolent of patchouli, name of Hedy…

Woops, now all I can think of is scarfing a big piece of baklava.

Teehee, on the previous thread they’re now all hanging with each other. Don’t tell anyone. I am relying on Wembley to warn us if they get any closer.

I noes! Lot’s of licking going down…

I seem to have discovered the right time of day to shoot Wembley…

I paused, thinking what has Wembley done now???

“I seem to have discovered the right time of day to shoot Wembley…”

Use a drone. It’s what the kewlkidz use these days.

But what about Jill Stein? And drones? And the deficit? And, and, and…the heartbreak of psoriasis? And Wembley is prolly foaming at the mouth, too. He could give rabies to the entire interweb machine! And then the interweb machine would crash. And then the communists scary muslins could take over!

Wait. Huh?

pan down and there’s blood on his paws! :)

It’s the “Stink Eye”.