The Basset Hounds – My Faithful Scoundrels
Anyone who gets to see my UK good morning/afternoon pics on Twitter etc or follows me along some of my UK trips will know there are quite often two slobbery companions with me. The stubborn twosome, Monty and Jasmine. Stubborn, smelly, forever hungry and lazy… But.. my best friends, loyal to the end, and quite frankly life apart from them can be a chore. They often get left in the smallprint of posts but here today they can have some limelight
As I have said before ‘you have got to want a Bassett Hound to have one and keep one’. So so many get abandoned. The Hush Puppy adverts and the viral photos help put them in the hearts of many. That feeds the breeders and a sad market. I myself would never buy one as a puppy nor would I encourage breeding. These two are rescued, like many are, from people who maybe didn’t realise what they were taking on. Monty is a full sizer, over 30 kg (66 lb) in weight. A big dog to have that cannot be trained, Bassets have a nose only second to that of the bloodhound which takes priority over recall. Many trainers have a stipulation… no Basset Hounds. I knew before I took them about the vet bills because of constant bad eyes, bad backs and joints with age, and the hound smell. I love them and they sure know how to love back. The super excited playful greetings even if only away for 5 minutes is beyond explanation. The running through the fields at sunrise together, the cuddles at rest time on a long walk.
Their weight and long backs with their little legs mean that they cannot join me on a mountain etc.. In a way that helps my fitness.. Hikes for me and then walks for them also. Never expect a quick walk around the fields or to the shop and back, no no. They are nose down, must smell everything, checking every blade of grass is same as last time or even just plonk down for a rest of their choice. Leisure, patience and fun is order of the day.
Dogs aren’t for everyone, but these two are for me.. Love em to bits no matter how naughty they get. Howls, long ears in the mud, the wet nose kisses. Hard to keep them at home. When they see the leads out and the car opening the tails get wagging in unison… they know a new path to explore lays ahead.. Playtime.
Over the next few months I will be out and about more and more around Britain and the countryside. You can be assured these two will be wandering with me with many cameo appearances. Woof and hello from Monty and Jasmine.