NiaWolf

I love animals. I really do. I never thought I would love Bassets though until I met my hubby, (NDBBM) 12 years ago. He had one then. Her name was Maggie and she was something else. She lived with his mom and I'd go over there to see them and she'd be pretty happy to see me. She'd always be up to no good, too. We'd come back from something and she would have gotten into the peanut butter or whatever else she could find. If she had the chance, she would dart out between our legs and run down the road... only, she'd get about 3-4 homes down and then... stop where she was and lay down. She'd look at us as if to say, "Ok, who's coming to pick me up now?" and we'd go get her. She was awesome...
After we got married and into our first house, we got our first basset hound. She was the runt of the litter of course and she was soooo cute. We named her Sassafrass or Sassy for short. She would love to smell hubby's shoes when he got home from work. He'd take them off and all you'd s