Happy New Year.

In retrospect, this year has been pretty good for me.

I saw my sister two times!

Two cute girls (puppies) moved into the neighborhood.

My new dog sitter takes me everywhere.

My new cousin is now eating cheerios.

I took lots of walks.

I rang my bell incessantly and people bent to my will.

I got to eat home raised squashables.

My mom got to meet Joe Stains and Tanner.

Both moms came very close to seeing Sophie LaBrador.

Next year I plan to do more of the same. My nmom promises me she will update my blog more often. She realizes that sometimes my view on life is better than any apes.

On to a better 2010.

ernest puppy melts in the rain

I am being starved.

For some reason, the food I would walk away from in mid-meal is now not enough.

I'm the same weight give or two a few bonios, but I am constantly hungry.

I think its the weather. I am vexing nmom by waking up, eating and then running out to pee and then running back in to jump under my duvet.

Can bassets tolerate booties?

Can bassets learn to deal?

It is going to be sunny and cold all week! My aunt Dianne will be spoiling me while the moms abandon me. I can't wait - sleeping with a human, getting 454 walks at my will and best of all treats all the time.

Someone please send me a Snuggie. Except that they don't come in Bassety sizes. I'll stick to my tecklebub.

ernest fit to be tied

It is still raining. I hate the rain. I hate the fact that the moms cannot modify the weather to make it stop raining.

This evening, in order to amuse me, they took me to the Village to go shopping and then force me to wait in the car while they ate dinner.

I had a bit of self serve at Mud Bay.



followed by a bit of a scolding.

Frankly, I am a fan of the little black biscuits.



Tmom reminded me that this was not a weigh before and after eating kind of place.

The rain looks like its going to continue. I am working on my express ablutions and pitiful looks out the window in hopes of one day seeing my shadow again.

over and out,
ernest puppy

Like Somali pirates, I have taken over this blog. If I don't dictate to nmom, nothing will get done around here. She's really really lazy.

The rain has created a level of ennui around here. I have even given up my morning walks to do
more of this



and some of this



and a lot of this because sometimes I feel like all of their waking hours are not spent entertaining me.



I am looking forward to thanksgiving and my turkey consomme served with a side of egg noodles and vegetables, hold the green beans.

ernest basset esq.
please do not disturb

Can you believe they insured this guy's schnoz for millions of GBP?

Just for smelling cheese and tell you if it is tasty.

I can do this as well, hear a loaf of bread on a cutting board five house away and tell you the type of grain used for half that.



The nose knows.

ernest basset esq.

They located the cougar! It was not eating arugula or wearing stilettos.

Phracey said there was cougar sighting near Rancho Oxboro. For some reason, Mama S. does not believe that Phracey's beauty and sheer speed could match the cougar's speed and lack of manners, so she's kennel bound.

Poor Phracey.

It has RAINED here. I am not amused. Nmom is definitely not amused because Uncle Dale is on vacation and now has to bend to my will four times a day and sometimes in the rain, its just not easy.

There is one thing I am willing to do in the rain -- eat a bone under the shelter of a cherry tree. My Evita mom did not raise a stupid basset, just one who is allergic to precipitation.

over and out, ernest the puppy

Dear TMom,

Please bring me back a squeaky polar bear, a non squeaking Hudson Bay blanket, some smoked seal treats and a plastic bottle from the Canadian Arctic.

I promise you that your detainment on the way back to the US will only be 45 minutes.

love,

ernest bassest, bored and RTG