His entire back was black with one little white spot. Even his ears were a very dark brown/black. He was only as long as two of my size 7 feet laid end to end.
His toys were as big as his head and he would trip over them when he carried them as they would drag on the ground.
He used to fit in our arms, on our laps, and was light enough to carry around anywhere
(Frank was sick in this pic, H was helping him feel better)
Now he is a big dog, almost one year old and weighing in at 60 lbs. I can't carry him anymore, and he isn't a lap dog. But he is one darn handsome basset and we love him to bits!
Here is the big dog on his dog bed, it is a good 3 feet across. And it has his name on it.
But just in case you are thinking he's a big softy who only sleeps on his bed, H wanted you to know that he can sleep anywhere - especially if it is beside the kitchen.
No comments:
Post a Comment