Thursday, October 16, 2008
Introducing my bassets!
Friday, September 26, 2008
The 'newest additions' to our family
They are both very precious and each have their own personalities and look. 'Lillie' has a more "photogenic" look and 'Copper' has more of a precious little boy look.
We play with them in the yard for hours. I always have my camera handy to catch their 'poses'. They are spoiled rotten and I wouldn't take anything for them.If the one sees me playing with the other, they run over to get some of the attention. I love 'em.
I'm glad we got both of them. They have not had to be separated at all since birth and I believe it has helped them adjust to their new home quicker.
'Copper' is a mama's boy. He stays close to me...just like 'my Buster' did. When I went to pick my new puppy out. I said a prayed for the Lord to direct me to one like my Buster. When I walked into the garage, they were all nursing and had their backs to me. I immediately pointed to the one that became my little 'Copper'. He is a lovebug...just like my 'Buster' was. Then I found the little girl who later became my little flower 'Lillie'. She is a live wire. She runs with 'Dodger' , our adult Basset and our Husky/Malamute. She thinks she's a big girl. 'Copper' mostly chooses to stay close to me. Or play with 'Lillie'.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Loss of "Goober"

Its sad that people take away from other peoples family. It's almost like losing a family member. God is watching them...they will get their 'Just-reward' for what they have done someday.
We miss "Goober" very very much. He was a big goofball of a basset. He had an extra long tongue that stuck out ALL the time and was an extremely friendly and loving pet. He was a beautiful Lemon/White basset...(which is why our "Dodger" was mistaken for him all this time) when we posted "Goober" missing. We got him when he was 4 months old and "Buster" was 4 years old. "Goober" was the Hoss' of the litter! You can look at his picture and see that!! He was an extremely sweet basset. We sure miss him.

We felt it was in God's plan to adopt "Dodger" when the humane society called me and told me they thought they might have "Goober". Well, after recieving several calls from people who thought it was are "Goober" ,we were led to "Dodger" EVERY SINGLE TIME! "Dodger" was a 'roamer' and had been for evedently all 4 years of his life. So we felt it was God's way of comforting our "Buster" who missed "Goober" so terribly, he was pining for him and stopped eating and playing, and the Lord wanted to give "Dodger" a good permanant and loving home.
"Buster" perked right up within 10 minutes after we brought "Dodger" home. They became inseperable immediately, just like he did with "Goober". . . but after just 2 months of adopting "Dodger"... the coyotees got our precious "Butster". "Dodger" watched the entire thing and barked all night long trying to let us know something happened. We thought he was barking at a rabbit. ( He does that alot.) ...We found "Buster" that next morning right in our front yard. It was a HORRIBLE day. I will never forget it. "Dodger" pined and stopped eating and playing after "Buster" died. Soooo...we got a Husky/Malimute puppy my husband named "Bo" (short for "Bocefus" , you know, 'Hank Williams Jr.' ? ), introduced them, and they get along GREAT! "Dodger" is happy again.

After getting "Bo", I tried not to get another basset. I really tried. but I missed my "Buster" so terribly much, I told my husband I wanted to get another one. But instead of getting just one, we now have 2 more basset puppies. I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF!! THEY WERE SOOOOO CUTE!!! I couldn't decide on the little boy or the little girl, soooo...I GOT BOTH!!!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
"In Loving Memory" of my precious 'Buster'

by Ken D. Conover
That fateful night...
Buster chose me when he was just 5 weeks old and he would have been 9 years old.
He was the most precious, gentle, calm, happy, and loving dog I had ever seen. Every time I come out side, he would come to me and I'd say, " You're my most favoritest puppy in the whole world." Then I would sit down and he liked to nudge his nose under my arm because he liked it being around him. We would sit there in the peace and stillness and enjoy each others company.
My son adored him...
by Tony Arata
Looking back on the memory of the dance we shared, beneath the stars above.
For a moment all the world was right, how ws I to know that you'd ever say goodbye?
And now I'm glad I didn't know the way it all would end, the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance.
Holding you, I held everything, for a moment, wasn't I the king?
If I'd onl known how the king would fall hey who's to say, you know I might have changed it all.
And now I'm glad I didn't know the way it all would end, the way it all would go. Our lives are better left to chance,
I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance.
"The Dance"
I will always cherrish the 9 wonderful years I had with my precious 'Buster'.
