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The Basset War!

Gromit, the youngest at 5, insisted that wrassling needed to happen tonight. My bed is due for a thorough cleaning tomorrow, so I got up on the (King size) bed, and invited Gromit up. Bridget, 7, joined the fray for fierce cuddling. Gromit began barking and getting into good wrassling mode. Winston, the older, wiser warrior at 13, came up on the bed (Yes, we have a ramp so the Bassets can get onto our bed. Really) and lay down, firmly pressing his head against my leg.

It is very difficult to wrassle one Basset while cuddling the other, so I called my daughter in as reinforcements. She took care of the cuddleBasset, occasionally poking Gromit to watch his head swing between her and me. The young'un was savagely licked on the nose, then cuddled until she gave up. Meanwhile, I'm alternating between "Poke Gromit" and "Grab Gromit's nose." He definitely got the biggest workout of the three.

Finally, Gromit left the battleground, weary of the fray. We convinced him to come back up, petted him, and now Gromit and Winston are sacked on the bed. Winston's old, he'll sleep any time he gets the chance, and Gromit is plumb worn out. Bridget, apparently not finding cuddling as taxing as wrassling, is on patrol through the house and the squirt is in bed.

Yes, this is actually an abnormally normal day (OK, 15 minutes) in my life.

I once fostered a very senior Basset, Sam, who was 14. She loved to play but was so old and arthritic that playing was me sitting on the floor (now somewhat more difficult for me) and flapping her ears around her head while she bounced on her front feet and barked. Her daughter Maggie, 10, was a cuddlebug. This was back when being laid off was a nice two week break for me. I'd lie down on the couch to take a luxurious midday nap, and she insisted on being the pillow under my knees. They were both older than Winston then; they're probably at the Rainbow Bridge.

There just ain't no love like puppy love. And when the puppies are hounds, wash your hands afterward, because they smell like hounds.


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Mar. 24th, 2005 05:28 am (UTC)
dogs are the most lovable creatures. They never ask for much, just love and playtime and food and water...... and they give so much in return.
Mar. 24th, 2005 05:06 pm (UTC)
I agree, and I adore puppy stories- thanks for sharing yours from last night.
Mar. 24th, 2005 02:17 pm (UTC)
His Bald Majesty, King Faraday of the House (he's a brown, grey, and beige version of your favorite Tesla look) prefers cuddling when it can force me to lie perfectly still. His second favorite is to make me use one arm to pet him while I'm using the other to type.

Bridget is one of the loveliest and wisest dogs of all time. If she says it's time to cuddle, by golly it's time to cuddle.

Tell Winston I think of him often. And tell Gromit to respect his elders. LOL!
Mar. 24th, 2005 07:17 pm (UTC)
Oh, Gromit is still Omega Dog. Although both young'uns test their limits against Winston as he ages, the human Alphas maintain the social structure intact. Bridget will be Alpha eventually, but Winston stays Alpha while he's around.
Mar. 24th, 2005 07:21 pm (UTC)
Have you seen Animal Planet's "The Future is Wild?" They've definitely replayed it frequently.

Bridget is a bit stout, so we call her our Snausage. However, when she lays just so on the bed, she looks exactly like the hypothesized Gannet Whales (Birds that have grown into whales to replace the vanished mammalian population) that we actually occasionally call her "our Gannet Whale." But she is the most loving, cuddly pup!
Mar. 24th, 2005 04:31 pm (UTC)
"There just ain't no love like puppy love."

Ain't it the truth!:)
Mar. 24th, 2005 04:32 pm (UTC)
I would LOVE to squeeze those bassets. I have always wanted one--a mix, you know? A mutt with lots of basset. I love how they yodel!
Mar. 24th, 2005 07:18 pm (UTC)
I can persuade Bridget to sing; Gromit's more random. Winston, unfortunately, was debarked before we got him at age 7. I love their voices too.

So now, I can con you into coming down to see the puppies?
Mar. 25th, 2005 04:04 am (UTC)
We had massive mauling on the couch tonight while dad put the tv stand together. Mine like belly scratches and tend to get very active in seeking the perfect scratch:) Funny animals.
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