Wednesday, December 27, 2006

This week I have been learning about teeth brushing and my tolerance to nasty tastes.

Poultry toothpaste - yummy, good with a bisquit chaser.

Berry blast toothpaste - ick.

Mint toothpaste - you are trying to kill me!

Too bad the vet is out of poultry toothpaste.

Then again, why are the strictures of human kind to put on basset hounds? Why must our breath be minty fresh? Maybe it is perfectly normal to smell like you just ate a fermented vole.

No dogs have complained about my breath, just

I'll get back to you on the malt flavor.

e. dd

Sunday, December 24, 2006

I am completely confused by the indoor tree.

It has stuff on it and stuff under it and I'm not supposed to touch it or do anything.

Yeah right.

I was just told to leave it for the 90th time today.

I can't wait until that tree goes away and I get my chair back.


Friday, December 22, 2006


Where was I?

Right, my people sent me off to the kennel while they went in search of bonios and plastic bottles for me. I had a dandy time with my roommates - an Aussie cattle dog named Katy (yes, a female, whoo hoo) and a yellow lab named Sonic who kept me on my toes. I had fun and was very tired when I got home.

I guess I missed some weather. Good thing too, I don't think I like wind very much.

They brought a tree in the house. It confuses me. It also moves which really confuses me.

I am bigger and still really very much the man of the house. Even though they insist on calling me pet names instead of Ernest the man dog.

We're going to have to work on this.

More later, I need a nap.


Monday, December 11, 2006

I am part of a basset hound message board and we are having a holiday card exchange. It is so neat, my mom makes the card, pays for the card, writes the card, stamps the card, addresses the card and I get 50 cards in the mail.

Is this what being a boss is like?

I love the cards I am getting, my mailman Steve wanted to know why I was getting more cards than anyone else on the block.

When I run for President, I may make my mom chief of communications.

I also had many small children at my house yesterday. They screamed, petted me and I got to eat their cookies.

It was fun!

I am super wound up today, my moms have offered to take me to the Village to buy my sister's present.

e. dd

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

I am nine months old today. So far this week, I have managed to destroy a library book and eat the cord on the soul sucking vacuum cleaner. Unfortunately, it still works.

Other than that, I am my normal angelic self.

rock on dudes.


Wednesday, November 29, 2006

I am anxiously awaiting the next snowfall.

I love snow, it tastes great and it is fun to walk in. is concerned that soon I will want to go luging. I have no idea what she means.

In the meantime, please check out some new pictures of me that were taken this past month.

Ernest in November.

Must go and start sniffing my many christmas cards.

e. dd

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

My best friend, May 2006.

My moms say it is Thanksgiving and there is a lot to be thankful for.

I am thankful they are patient with me, even when I pee on things or ask to go out 40 times a day.

I am thankful that they take me for walks and to the v-e-t when I am feeling punky.

I am thankful that I have clean water, good quality kibble and lots of bottles to play with.

I am thankful they are teaching me what is right and wrong, even though it is confusing.

I am thankful that Buster lives a few doors up and I can visit him and his people are patient.

I am thankful that Phracey is my sister and that I can visit her.

I am thankful that you read my blog.



Monday, November 06, 2006

Today I am eight months old. I can now down on command, stay home by myself for about an hour or so and climb into the lesser Stickley for a nap.

Life is good.

Happy 8th month birthday Phracey!


Saturday, November 04, 2006

Not a very good shape for chewing.

I am feeling better, so much that I am driving NMom crazy.

Life is good.

E.dd who weighs 41.9 lbs not soaking wet.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Shape and texture, October 2006.
My moms went to Paris and brought me presents!

No bonios, no silly foofy french collars. They brought me toys!

Bottles, different shaped bottles for chewing and throwing.

I am so glad they are home. I am taking them on walks hourly.

e. dd

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

It is a fine thing I am such a phlegmatic basset. My people are leaving for a few days in Paris and I'm rooming with a st. bernard or boxer at the AOCB.

To tell you the truth, I like it, dogs all over the place.

I hope they miss me.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

I am taking part in celebrity death match with Buster from up the street. He's a tabby cat and he is mean, but I love him.

His people have moles and voles in their yard. That means they stand and inspect the holes every morning. I like it, it is very participatory.

Me, I have no idea if I would eat a mole if was presented to me, but I'll try.

later, taters.

There are bottles of sherry to roll around.


Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Friday, October 06, 2006

Resigned, Ernest the puppy, October 2006.

I am seven months old today. I am getting big, listening a little more and really really starting to look my dad.

Everyone thinks that I am a handsome boy.

I think I look good in green, don't you?

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Phrace, August 2006.

I'm back from 19 days in Goldendale, not that anyone is counting. Did you miss me? My moms sent me postcards which was nice and my Goldendale mom sent them emails of my trials and tribulations, which were numerous.

I miss my sister Phrace and half brother Jedi and the rest of the dogs very much. I miss my sister the most because when I was there, she went into season and we were no longer allowed to spend time together. What is with that?

I didn't even get to say goodbye.

It is nice here, but not in the same way. I do love being an only dog, but being part of the pack is even cooler.

I miss everyone. I wonder if they miss me.


Sunday, September 10, 2006

I left this morning for Goldendale. I am riding in the back with my half brother Jedi. He's alot bigger than me, but he seems nice enough.

I am aspiring to be like him, a good tracker. Right now I track cats, bisquits and shoes.

I met lots of nice dogs today at a tracking test. Lots of bassets, a golden retriever and a parsons jack russell terrier.

Lots of FBS (friendly butt sniffing).

I wonder if my moms will send me a postcard from the road.


Wednesday, September 06, 2006

I am six months old today.


Happy half year birthday Phracey.


Tuesday, September 05, 2006

I have begun to lift my leg, which doesn't seem to bother me much, but my nm is seems to be sad. I think its because I am getting older and wiser and because now all walks take longer because I am checking my p-mail.

T mom thinks it may be time for me to find some big dog friends. I need to mow down some more dogs, I am quite a runner and chaser and even though I like my dog friends, they are all smaller than me.

I guess we'll check out the doggie personals at

Well, back to chewing on the tonic water bottle. Oops I think it sprung a leak.


Thursday, August 31, 2006

I am in love.

I wonder if I visit Mollie I will get upgraded to business class and get fizzy water and eyeshades?


Tuesday, August 29, 2006

I learned to eat a cell phone yesterday. It was tasty and I managed to make a phone call to New Zealand.

Now, my mom has a customized motorola pebl with lots of teeth marks.

She appears to be not amused.

Monday, August 28, 2006

I went to the acupuncturist today. I was a very good basset and they didn't poke me. I'm very relieved.

I had kongy as a treat. They keep on forgetting to fill it.

Defective I say.
I went to the acupuncturist today. I was a very good basset and they didn't poke me. I'm very relieved.

I had kongy as a treat. They keep on forgetting to fill it.

Defective I say.

Saturday, August 26, 2006

It looks like TS Ernesto is a bad boy.

I am crossing my paws that it goes away before it hits the gulf states.

Check out the NOAA's National Hurricane Center for more info and keep my NM mom and TH mom's employers in business.

More later, must attack a cherry tomato.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

It is official, I am in love with summer squash.

I obsess over my baseball bat squash and many times I can be tempted to go outside just to find it.

I don't know what the fuss is about. It tastes good and its better than composting it.

e. dd

Monday, August 21, 2006

This is so wrong on many accounts.

Dog wigs.

My friend Mint is a very distinguished Bichon Frisee who is follicularily challenged. He walks two miles a day and in the winter he wears a coat (so I'm told). I can't imagine him putting up with that stuff.

I have a full body of baby basset fur, but I say, go with the bald look, you'll be happier in the long run Mr. Dog.


Friday, August 18, 2006

I have this silly curl in my tail. Other than that, I'm a pretty manly dog.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

I got to go to Fisherman's terminal today. That was fun, I walked on the docks, looked over the side and then sat patiently while my people ate food that was not E. dd friendly. Then we came home with many bags of fish, I wanted to eat the bags, they wouldn't let me.

I was very good. Even T. mom said so.

I'm slowly getting back into her good graces.


Monday, August 14, 2006

Friday, August 04, 2006

I'm going on vacation tomorrow, so you won't hear from me for a while. I'll be back and blogging in about a week or so.

I'll have lots of stories to tell, mostly about being a city slicker on a sheep farm.


I hope I don't forget my moisturizer and how to drink a latte.

Keep cool my friends and remember half of a bisquit is better than no bisquit.


Thursday, August 03, 2006

The tooth fairy seems to have bypassed e.dd's bed last night. I hope that she can find my bed tonight. It is in a big green crate in the front hall and I have a red and black checked bed.



Wednesday, August 02, 2006

The teething things sucks.

e.dd currently without any real teeth on the bottom

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Today my mom's noticed I lost a few teeth. In fact, I lost something like four teeth. Three this morning (canines) and one during puppy playgroup (a molar). Now they have a tooth for their collection of tiny bassest memories.

Er, I wonder what the tooth fairy is bringing me tonight?

I am less scritchy today. They washed all my bedding and rinsed me off this morning.

I hope that it was just something from the lawn.

Right now they are calling me the toothless wonder.


Sunday, July 30, 2006

Today I had a bath. I was very good. I also got to visit a garden open and was complimented on my manners and my cuteness.

I am now tired and is threatening me with flea medicine as I am itchy, but I have no fleas, just an itch.

e. dd

Friday, July 28, 2006

I am jealous of this guy.

Then again, maybe I would less graceful if I had to contend with his equipment.

Looking forward to a weekend of stair climbing, cherry pit eating, jumping and blueberry picking!


Thursday, July 27, 2006

Would you trust this face to sell you a car?

I need to work on asking to go out. I was accident free for a few weeks and this week, I'm backsliding according to I better shape up before I visit Phracey and the gang and her mom in Goldendale.

I try and say I need to go out and more often than not I ring, but not always.

I'm in the doghouse as they like to say.


Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Yes, those are my ears.

Raspberry yoghurt filled kongie. Yum!

e. dd

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

This week I am exploring my boundaries. I am flummoxed why there are barriers to bassets erected in the home of E.dd and his people. I am to be trusted, really.

It is my belief that mystical things happen behind the gates. Upstairs is where they keep the bisquits, carrots, the plastic water bottles, the strawberries and frozen fruit that they won't let Ernests get to. Downstairs is where they keep the rest of the stuff that Ernests need - beds, other dogs, kibble and toys that they play with and not let Ernests play with. In one room, there are machines that they insist on peering at and lots of books, books are good for teething. One day I'll get to see these mystical places. I know I will, I will just have to wait. I'm good at that, I wait at corners all the time.

It is also cooler here. I am a happier basset for that.


Sunday, July 23, 2006

It is hot here in Seattle, not as hot as it is in Goldendale where my sister and my peeps are living in air conditioning. Its miserable if you are mostly black basset who insists on sitting on the carpet instead of the cooler floor. Unlike my sister, I hate the sprinkler. I enjoy barking at it, but getting wet, no thanks.

My moms are keeping me cool by covering me with a wet towel and feeding me frozen fruit. I tried mango today and I liked it. I even tried yoghurt in a kong and it worked too.

The one thing that I did that was especially interesting today was explored flat surfaces - the couch, the ottoman and the chair. I don't quite understand the appeal, but they seem to enjoy these places.

I guess I'll learn eventually.

Keep cool bassets.

e. dd

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Speckles for everyone!

My N. mom left again today. I'm missing her, but I'm being kind to Taller mom. I took her on a long walk and then tried to cheer Aunt B. up today with my speckled belly.

I wish I could cheer up everyone in the world. I have lots of speckles and wrinkles and people always seem to smile when they see me. That makes me happy. I may look sad, but I'm really quite a happy puppy.

I wonder if that will help me in my run for the presidency.

It is hot here. I hope it cools down soon.

e. dd

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

I did back to back puppy play and training today. I am tired. I did play hard with Bijou and managed to sort of get down, which was cool.

They are still expecting me to sit and be patient while they are eating.


Its not like they eat as fast as me and they are not hindered by things like lemons put in their bowls.

The faster they eat, the more they can play.

N. mom is leaving again.


e. dd

Sunday, July 16, 2006

I am tired. My people picked me up and now I'm not leaving their side. Unless, of course, someone offers me a bisquit.


Friday, July 14, 2006

I am worried, my kennel is flat, my bed is refloofed and washed and I watched them put my food into little plastic bags. They keep on looking at me and saying that it will be okay.

I didn't even want to eat my apple this morning.

I hope they still love me.


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I am teething, my molars are coming in and I'm not very happy. I can't really chew carrots and that is a bummer. They have even cut my apples up into teeny tiny slivers which I like.

Other than that, they keep on talking about camp, oh what fun, other dogs and overnight visit.

I am afraid.


Monday, July 10, 2006

Two things happened today that were firsts for me, Ernest the puppy.

First, I managed to nose a basket off the couch to jump up and sit on the couch. I was so proud. They are thinking its time to rethink their evil plans to not allow me up on the furniture.

Second, I knocked over my xpen when was out on an errand. I was scared, but managed to save myself and not rip the house apart because I was scared. said that I was strong and brave and true.

I took her on a long walk.


Sunday, July 09, 2006

Snacks from 6000 miles away.

TH came back with bonios.

I am happy.

I have also learned that cherry tomatoes are yummy and I love them.


Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Today I am very energetic. Right now I am chasing cuppie around and my tail which gets in the way is fair game. wants to know why I who have four million dollars in puppy toys love cuppie, yoghurt container and full tonic water bottles the best of all.

I say, I'm a creative, post modern and quite ecologically minded kind of puppy.

Tomorrow there is talk of a s-h-o-t.

Defective I say.


Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Testing my independence, E. the puppy, July 4, 2006. Happy Fourth of July to Aunt Ruth and Uncles David and Michael all the way in Adelaide, Australia!

Happy Fourth of July. I started out today by being very active, running around, finding my voice and then chasing cuppie. I got to participate in a parade. This one was more fun than the one last weekend and did not involve motorcycles. I followed a fire engine, but they did not need me to serve as a ladder basset.

Oh well.

Later we took a nap and then we went for a walk at the ppatch where I was fed raspberries by my n. mom.

I think my idea of basset paradise would be a bowl of strawberries and raspberries served to me by my n. mom while we are sitting on the couch on a not very warm day.

Other than that, my basset life is good. Taller mom called from 6000 miles away and she sounded tired. I hope that she gets to stretch her paws and go for a run around the park.


Monday, July 03, 2006

Today was a moderately okay basset day. It was cloudy and I went to work with who abandoned me and Taller mom walked to work. It seems silly to walk when you have wheels, but whatever.

I got a moderate walk and then well, I pooped out.

Later, N. mom took me home, checked the mail and got sad. She called Taller mom who asked her to make her a reservation to London so that she could be sad with others in a place called Oxford. pulled through and then she penned me so that she could pack for Taller mom. Taller mom and N. mom had guests for dinner and aside from impressing them that I can climb, I was pretty good.

So, we went to the airport again (boring) and dropped off Taller mom for a flight to place that has bonios. She promised me that she would be back soon and that she would bring me a package of fresh breath bonios and maybe a big bonio if I was good.

Oh, I gave N. mom a heart attack right now. She went to get her laptop and there I was, warming her seat.



Sunday, July 02, 2006

Happy July. I will be four months in a few days.

Today I went to the Farmer's Market and they dragged me to a nursery. I liked the blueberries.

Today Aunt B and Aunt L came over and played with me. Tomorrow they threatened me with a b-a-t-h. I say wait, the weekend is not quite over.

I am gettting even longer. I met a basset named Willard today, he was at least 6" taller than me and 45 lbs heavier. is getting concerned.


Thursday, June 29, 2006

Due to my extraordinary love and enthusiam for raspberry picking, I am now banned from self serve for the foreseeable future.

Defective I say.

I wonder if there is a bus that will take me to the u pick place?


Wednesday, June 28, 2006

My how I've grown.
Not going to fit for much longer, E.dd June 2006.

Bootcamp is looking like a thing of the past. I am behaving quite a bit better these days, except for the unfortunuate incident with the lemon and need to flat basset in the middle of the sidewalk.

They have promised me cooler weather is on the horizon.

I am becoming quite the raspberry picker, mostly all ripe and all tasty. I wish Amadeus could come over and help me with the higher berries.

Well, I'm finally ready for b-e-d or lockdown as they call it around here.


Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Speckled belly.

Today I spent most of the day growing and teething. Taller mom noticed that I have real teeth now. I get to bring stick into the house and onto the carpet and get to chew as much as I want. I like that. Poor uncle David, he'll be busy tomorrow.

Last night, Taller mom took me to my aunt B's and uncle MZ's house for a run around the yard. They like to run around with me and I love playing chase with them. They also have lots of strawberries that one day Aunt B will share with me.

I can even take them in a tart, you know?

It was hot today so I did flat basset and cute basset and rolling basset on my afternoon walks at the place of their employ.

I do it just to show off my speckled belly.

I wonder how my sister is doing? and I are going on a ride on Sunday to see a tall dog. I'm not sure how I feel about that.


Tuesday, June 20, 2006


I am not sleeping like I did when I was a tiny puppy. For some reason, this is bothering my and Taller mom.

I have been in Seattle for a month. I am nearly 3.57 months old and growing like a weed. My guess is when comes back from her trip, I'll be able to get up on the ottoman and be able to pick raspberries faster than the both of them.

They are feeding me more now. Its a good thing.

Off to chew on something.


Thursday, June 15, 2006

If I sleep on my's pillowcase, I will be a much calmer basset.

Am I sowing my oats today and testing my basset boundaries with Taller mom.

I think I may be headed for basset private drop it lessons.

Oops, maybe I should rethink my need to not drop it.


Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Today I woke up sneezing and coughing and my moms were worried I had caught something bad, like kennel cough. Taller mom dropped at the airport (leaving me at home in lock down) and then came home to check on me.

I dragged her to the back garden where I managed to attack the hose, hide and practice elevation gain. Then we came back in and I ate all my food and learned to pull things out of the basket on the blanket chest. I love games like that.

Later, I visited the vet again to be told that I was a healthy puppy with a bit of a case of the snuffles. Hah, I am healthy and active, just not much more all this pollen and cottonwood fluff.

Why do they worry so much? is in New York City and promised to send me a post card. I wonder what that is?

Well back to trying to get up on the ottoman (bassottoman). I need a new trick for to see.


Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Ask, Auntie Joan and you shall receive...

My first days in the big city. before her jenny craig moment, not the best picture of her, but i'm cute.

Ernest the puppy perfecting flat basset .

Today I am practicing my verticality.

I am driving those around me crazy and tonight I will send the further into it with my adorable nature at doggie bootcamp.

I hope we work on something I can already do like sit and wait and not do silly tricks like play dead.'s running around like a basset with a new empty water bottle. I am afraid.


Sunday, June 11, 2006

Busy basset day was had today.

I went for a walk while decided to do something in the morning. My taller mom had to take me for a long walk because I was bored. When I'm bored, I get well, a bit well, uncontrollable.

After that, we piled into old blue and drove down the freeway to West Seattle where I got to visit another farmer's market. I understand that this may be the last one I get to actually participate in as I'm getting heavy. Sigh. I was oohed and aahed at and they finally got my age correct, I'm a three month old basset, not a 12 week old puppy.

I'm not sure how I feel about having my paws fondled.

After that, we ran an errand and then I went home and took a nap. They are calling me heliobasset, I guess that means I like the sun.

I was very comfortable when I was picked up and thrown into the car again. This time we went somewhere with good smells and my people took turns going into a room and coming back with glasses of white and red stuff that they kept on commenting on. I stayed in the courtyard and greeted my public. The development director for the Arboretum Foundation thought I was pretty cute and spent a lot of time scritching me. I even managed to scam a few bisquits and water from the nice people there.

We then drove a bit further and parked in the shade and went to a school with lots of people. I stayed with my taller mom and took a nap on a bench in the courtyard while all these young people in gowns walked by. It was nice and all on the bench, but they kept on waking me up with all the loud noises.

I got to see my grand mere and the rest of the family and managed to scam a few treats.

I was very tired when I got home.

My stomach is still a bit tender, so I'm still eating rice, chicken and cottage cheese. I'm still a skinny puppy (isn't that a name of a band?), so I'm eating lots of meals, but I'm still very hungry.

N.Mom is hoping that I won't be disappointed tomorrow when life returns to normal.

Well, its past my basset bedtime.


Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Today is my 3rd month birthday. My name is Ernest the puppy and I go by Ernest puppy, E.dd, EP, Ernesto and many other names, some of them not very polite.

This blog is about my bad self and how I came into the lives of my people.

I hope you'll drop by and read about my life, boring perhaps to you, but honestly, if you were 8" tall and 42" long, your life would be limited too.