Saturday mid-morning naps

Today is just a very good day just to relax and take a nap. Of course we don't sleep on the sofa, because we still have a very strict rule about hounds on sofas, we have to sleep on the carpet or sometimes outside in the sun.

Sometimes when I'm sleeping I'll dream about been at the dog park where I'm running and barking at all the other dogs. Its almost as fun as really been at the park! I also like to fart once in a while when I'm napping. Sorta tells everyone I'm still around ;)







Tiger the hound spent the night at the house and as you can see (tilt your head) he wanted to have a nap as well. Too bad he decided to nap right in the middle of our morning walk. It only took 10 mins before the big woofer decided he was rested enough to walk the rest of the way home.










Tiger is a good hound, but his breath smells like he just ate a frog! *Yuck*



I should get back to my busy napping schedule. I know its hard, but someone around here has to do it. Sigh!!

No hounds on the couch

Just like many homes, we have a very strick rule on who can sit on the sofa. Hair, dirt and other stuff get on the sofa which in turn gets everyone else dirty.

Its a good thing Bleu knows this rule and respects all the house rules. After all, Bleu is a good hound and would never break any house rules just for the heck of it.

I usually have a nice blanket laying on one of the couches which I use when the temperature gets a little cool in the fall and winter. It sure beats turning on the furnace and heating the entire house for a couple hours.

Its too bad everyone doesn't have a good hound like Bleu. I'm sure lucky that he's so smart.

September 11

My human will always remember where he was on Sept 11th. At LAX waiting for a flight to Europe via JFK. The flight was just about to start boarding when there was a strange announcement calling for all the gate attendants to gather for a meeting. This was unusual because this has never happened before and I think the gate attendants were a little confused as well. When they came back, there was another announcement telling everyone to leave the airport immediately and ALL flights were canceled for the day. I called the airline to reschedule my flight and they told me to watch the TV monitors in the airport. Since there weren't any TV's in around, I didn't know what was happening in NYC and DC. The lady finally told me they had lost 2 jets, one of them crashed into a world trade center. I hung up the cell phone and made my way for the terminal exit.

When I was waiting for the flight, I was talking to an older couple sitting next to me. They were in Los Angeles visiting family and were going back home to Europe. The wife spoke English well, but her husband had a little more difficulty. Afterwards when I was leaving the terminal area I noticed the older couple were very confused. I stopped to ask them if they needed any help. They asked what was going on and I told them that somone hijacked some jets and crashed them into the world trade center and the pentagon. They didn't know what to do, they wanted to talk to the gate attendant to see when the next flight was going to be. I explained that all flights were cancelled and probably wouldn't have scheduled flights for a while. I asked them if they could call someone to pick them back up at the airport or had some place to stay. If they didn't have anyone to pick them up or go to, I was going to bring them home with me until they could figure out what to do. They asked if they could borrow my cell phone to call the family there were visiting. Luckly, they were able to find someone to come back to the airport. I was glad to hear they were going to be safe and someone was there to look after them. I showed them where to wait outside the terminal to be picked up and I wished them the best of luck.

I'll always rememeber the look on their faces. A little confused, not sure what or where to go. Everyone was rushing around them. No one was exactly sure what to do because this has never ever happened before.

It took about 3 or 4 hours in a van pool to finally make it home. All I did the rest of the day was watch what was happening on TV.

Even to this day, I think about how lucky I was that day because I was less then 1/2 hour from boarding a plane headed towards NYC. If the jet had taken off, we would have been ordered to land at the first airport possible. I could have been stuck in some city with no way to get home. Other people were not as lucky...

That day will always be stuck in my memory for the rest of my life. Probably even a little longer than that!

What do you remember about Sept 11th?

Here comes fall

Labor day always seems to be the first weekend when I start to notice the days are getting shorter and trees are starting to loose leaves. I like fall because the temperature is cooler and I can run around more without sweating to death. The mornings just feel a little more crisp and my wonderful houndy voice seems to carry a lot further when its cool! When I bark and howl, even more people get to hear my wonderful singing.

As many of you already know, hounds have a lot of time to think about stuff. You know, I've been thinking about how happy I would be if Chicken Jerky treats just one day just rained out of the sky. I would be heaven! :) I just love chicken jerky treats! treats! treats! treats! I would run around gobbling up those delicious chicken jerky treats until I couldn't run no more. Them I would stuff some of the treats in my pocket so I had something to eat later that night. Oh boy, that sure would be a hound dogs dream. Chicken jerky treats from heaven...


Have you seen some of my friends? Last weekend I was at the BHRSC Breakfast with Bassets and I sniffed some butts, barked with my buddies yelled at some german shepards and ate some potatoes with cheese *yum*!

If any of you 2 leggers know of a good home for some of my buddies, I would be very grateful to the people who open their homes to some of my good houndy buddies.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. September 19th is Talk like a pirates day. So, make sure you practice your pirate talk and go out for some old fashion looting, drinking and chasing skirts!

Passing gas...

A human peeve I have is when I'm blamed for the deadly cloud of death that sweeps the room and everyone blames me! I mean really! It's not always me, honestly!!!

I'm resting real peacefully in my bed and suddenly there's a huge racket going on, humans are waving their hands, shaking their heads pointing at each other and finally pointing at me. I mean, I didn't do it!

I personally think it stinks! Always blame the hound... Must have been the dog... What do you feed him anyways? I eat pretty much the same stuff everyday. Kibble, chicken, chicken jerky treats and whatever I can scam off my human. But have you ever seen what those humans eat? They eat everything... I'm positive the green cloud of gas is coming from those furless, 2 legged gas passing monsters called humans!

Just to prove my point, we dogs are always checking out each others butts just to make sure we know what each other smells like. Trust me, no dogs could EVER smell that rank! *good grief*

Thus, I must be correct. Hound butt smells like roses, human ass smells like smelly stuff that must have died and is finally leaking out.

I found some videos which prove my point.

Mythbusters: Do pretty girls fart?:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHcDP_Yew-g&feature=related


Women do fart:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3oAjBwteHo&feature=related

Labor Day

I came back from camp and now I need a vacation. Its stressful playing all day and not sleeping the usual 18 hours a day! Only experienced hounds should attempt this. Not for amateurs or rookies. Good thing is a long weekend because I needed the extra day to relax and make sure everything was back to normal at the good ol' home front. And the best part about coming home is been able to eat my own home cooking. Mind you, its pretty much the same kibble as I've been eating at camp. But I get to eat it in my home food dish and drink my water out of my water dish. Nothing like drinking from a water bowl with someone else slobber swimming around in it. *yuck*

I've been thinking... Why do they call it labor day when you're not suppose to do anything but lounge around, visit with family and friends? where's the labor in that? They should call it "lazy ass, be a bum" day. Thats what they should call it. Everyone would just sleep in (except for me, I always wakeup early) and do nothing except walk, poop, pee on trees and go home and sleep on the carpet. I wonder how we can get the big dog to pass a law which enforces this holiday? what do you think?

So, what did you do this labor day?

camp

I needed to get away for a while, so I sent my human across the country for the week while I spent a couple days at a doggy daycare centre. I had a good time sniffing butts and talking with all the guys. I had my own huge hut to sleep in and I had my own personal human give me my food and water exactly when I wanted it.

You might be able to see me in the middle of of the picture. I'm the dude walking towards the blue bridge thing. The usually were about 4 times as many guys around as you see in this picture, but I guess everyone had to go pee when the picture was snapped.

I'm staying at another human's house for the rest of the week. I get lots of walks, belly rubs and bully sticks to chew on every night. As much as I enjoy staying at the daycare centre and this wonderful house its always good to go home and sleep in my own bed.

decisions... decisions

Today when I was at the park, I was trying to decide what to do. Go play with the goofy lab? Wrestle with some boxers? Play tag with the huskies... or maybe pee on someone's leg.

The huskies are really fun because they run in packs and when you tag one of them, the other ones sneak up behind you and ambushes ya. I have a couple favorite husky buddies at the park and we always have fun. I'm usually soaked with Husky slobber because they always grab me by my neck. But that's ok, I either get their legs or neck as well. When I finally get one of them to chase me, I run like a turbo charged hound jacked up on Mountain dew! People watch me run and they always yell "I didn't know a basset could run that fast". What a bunch of smucks! Of course hounds can run fast. We just choose not to most of the time.

About half the time I "choose" not to run around too fast. I prefer to sit beside my human and wait until a speeding dog runs beside me and then I'll leap out and surprise the crap out him to get him to slow down. This is a 15 mph zone ya know! Or if a big dog is playing too ruff with a little dog, then I'll go over and politely bark and tackle the bigger dog. Someone's gotta stick up for the little guy around here. I like been the dog park ref.

So you see, I have a difficult life. You humans don't know how easy you have it. So many decisions to make all the time. decisions... decisions....

Stink eye

When was the last time you woke up only to see the back end of your hound, right up close and personal to your head? Well, from a hound's prospective its a sign of affection. I'm just protecting you from anything that might jump out of the closet. If the boogey man does come out, he'll have to deal with me first before he gets you and the only way I can do this is if I'm pointing in the right direction. I have to line up my sexy butt directly with your head. Oh! and I forgot to mention, you always know its me because you'll always smell my wonderful sexy butt.

So there you go. Now you know why when you wake up to a smiling "stink eye" in the morning you should not be mad, but be glad I'm there to protect you!

I have to go now, I've been awake for almost 4 hours and I need some rest. Lately I've been dreaming about chasing bunnies and playing with my friends at the park. My human keeps telling me that I've been barking and running in my sleep and it wakes him up. Well, all I can say is get use to it!

I see things....

I was going to the dog park tonight to hang out with all the big dogs, and traffic was backed up over a mile . (1.62 km for all the Canucks out there) I was riding shotgun just like I always do, but today was a little different. The car stopped because of traffic and I was looking out the window and I thought I saw something that made me a little cautious. Of course I started to growl at whatever was out there and made sure my driver looked at whatever I was pointing at. The freeky thing is a number of years ago there was a car accident around where the car stopped and a human past away. It just sorta made the fur on my back stand up a little. I was glad the car started to move again. But then again, it could have been a bunny....

Have you ever wondered why male humans always stare at female humans boobies? And whats up with those females only having 2 boobies? Why don't they have lots like we do? I over heard a couple female humans talking to each other and they were pointing at another female human and said "those aren't real". Not sure what they were talking about, but they were sure laughing and pointing a lot. Oh yeah, back to the male humans. They stare at those boobies a lot and when the female sees the male staring at her boobies she gets mad. So.... why is that? those boobies are sticking out and sometimes squished upwards with a touture device. I thought thats what she wanted everyone to see? Female humans.... very strange animals indeed.

I came home from the dog park and had to actually beg! I'm telling ya B-E-G for my usual amount of chicken jerky treats. What the heck is going on around here? A hound could starve to death if I didn't work so hard for those treats. Sometimes those treats make my farts really ripe. Maybe tonight I'll let some silent but deadly ones sprew out all over the house to teach that big dummy of a human who's the boss around here. Humph! When I come home from the park I demand! DEMAND I say!!! for my chicken jerky treats to be ready!

Warning, guard dog on duty

Today started out pretty much the same as they have for a while. I wake up and start to whine to wake up the human for a 5 minute tummy rub, food and a good long pee (ahh!!!!!! nothing like the first pee of the day!) out in the back yard. I usually like to take a 15 minute break (I sleep in my doggy bed) before I have to bug the human to take me out for a morning walk. There were tons of dogs barking this morning. I just ignored the fools since I'm the one who's walking around the neighborhood peeing on every mailbox post, bush and pretty much anything I think is worthy of a squirt!

After my afternoon nap, I took the human to the park to enjoy the sites and to see if there were any dogs there worthy of a game of tag. Unfortunately there were not very many dogs there but there were a bunch of humans running around and doing some strange stretching things. The alpha human was yelling something that I did not understand, but she had everyone in control because all the other females were doing everything she yelled at them to do.

My human has been fussing over some device he calls a f'n iPhone. He's constantly poking at it and paying way too much attention to the darn thing. He keeps saying that ATT sold him a piece of crap and he shouldn't have to pay for 3G data services that he he isn't receiving. Doesn't he know I'm the center the the universe and not that darn little box? I'll have to fix that darn box later on when he's not looking.

Anyways, this is what I think my human's iPhone and ATT's G3 service. Maybe if/when the G3 service improves, I'll change my mind. After all, I'm a french hound which entitles me to change my mind all the time!

I've been watching the Olympic games with my human. He says the games have been good this year. Actually I sleep while he watches the volleyball games. But that doesn't matter. I'm thinking about competing in the next games in London! Do you think they'll make "squat and poo" an official Olympic event? (look at the picture you big dummy...) I'm actually pretty good at it and I always make my human pick it up in little blue bags. Man.... he's such a wanker walking around the neighborhood carrying a blue bag filled with my crap!