I left my desk for a bit yesterday and this is what I come back to because…sun-warmed leather. Also, I should note, when Fenway is warm and relaxed  like this he won’t get down when asked  and I have to pick him up at which point he goes completely boneless making lifting him like hauling [...]

It was 80 degrees here on Sunday, made for sunbathing and charging the solar batteries… (Updated) beckya57 recently lost her beloved basset  Molokai and I asked her to send along pix so we could all remember him. And, boy, does he have that late great Satchmo look about him. Little known fact: bassets like couches.

Since it has been chilly here lately (by San Diego standards it’s been freezing) Fenway has been seeking refuge under the comforters and therefore has been unavailable for posing duty. So here’s Wembley alone again, naturally:

Since they are upright, this officially counts as an “action shot” To prove that bassets do move when the spirit (or the promise of food) moves them, here is a basset puppy playing with a baby pig

Oh, look. A basset sleeping. You don’t see that very often.

As God is my witness I thought turkeys could fly today was Wednesday. What the hell? I would love to know which day I lost this week and what happened that day before it shows up on TMZ or something… So here are your dogs.  

I was digging through some old pictures and I found this one of Wembley and mrs TBogg taken about a week after she brought him home.  He’s about twelve weeks at this time. He still does this, only now he weighs about 55 pounds.

Sorry. Been busy. Here’s Fenway doing his job. A basset hound seeks The warmth of the winter sun Books for a pillow

I’m busy. Here’s your damn dogs…. Jeez….