About this time two years ago, we ventured down the motorway to 'just look at' some basset hound puppies that were for sale. I say 'look at' but really we already knew it was highly likely that we would end up bringing one back home with us. Our previous basset hound Oscar had passed away…
Our boy Boris is 2 years old this weekend... And yesterday, as we woke to a misty, murky morning and made breakfast, his birthday treats began with cuddles, tummy rubs and...sausages ! Later on, we ventured out for a walk along the beach, Boris as inquisitive as ever and eager to make friends with whoever…
Pots of Gold, a.k.a Boris.. that's his posh pedigree name in case you didn't know. Blevils Pots of Gold to be exact. The perfect name really for our boy with a golden coat. As always, prone to fits of basset hound madness one moment, ready to snooze on the sofa the next. Defiant, cheeky, stubborn,…
We've discovered that our basset hound Boris is quite the poser. When he sees me approaching with my phone, instinctively he seems to know how to look photogenic. He will happily sit still for a few moments allowing his basset hound features to be photographed from the best angle. He would almost convince you he is…
Boris, or should that be Big Boris, is now ten months old. And at this stage, his basset hound ways are really coming to the fore - the constant quest for food, the desire to run away with freshly washed laundry (he especially loves socks) and an incessant need to chew just about anything ! Nothing is safe…
Tomorrow it will be six months since our beloved basset hound Oscar passed away. It's hard to believe so much time has passed already and yet I still think about him nearly everyday and tears well up in my eyes. Oscar was our first basset hound and indeed my first pet. When we got him…
