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"What's this?!? A new puppy? Why wasn't
I consulted?" Samantha, at 6 weeks. |
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At 2.5 months, she's taken a notice to the
photographer. |
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And decided she doesn't like him! |
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Important to hold the ears down - you never
know when there'll be a sudden gust of wind. |
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Three months. |
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"I'm in no mood!" |
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Four months. |
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One year, and doing her killer
bunny-rabbit impersonation. |
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As I said elsewhere, she makes a fine pillow. And yes,
I keep a floor jack on my bed. Don't you? |
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One and a half years old. |
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Sammy, 2 years old. |
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"Aww man! Who farted?" |
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"Listen bub, y'ever hear that old line about
'letting sleeping dogs lie?!?'" |
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It's not that I set out to wake the dogs up
so I can take these pictures. It's just that they're invariably asleep! |
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Art Shot: "Basset by
Candlelight" |
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"Yo Ace, do you think it'd be asking
too much for you to run the frickin' vacuum cleaner now and then? Some of us gotta
sleep down here, y'know!" |
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Part of the fun of bassets is their general
willingness to be put into stupid poses. |
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"Yeah, I know, 'big as a house'..."
A very pregnant Sammy, right before her third litter. |
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Christmas 1999: "Great... antlers.
What's next - a glowing red nose?" |
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Tasteful semi-pro portrait. |
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And another. |
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And she has such a lovely singing voice! |
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Silently, the great white huntress stalks her prey... |