Bradley's Bassets - pics of Samantha a'Pooch

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