Della is 21 months old. She has mastered counter cruising and is the reigning queen of cat bowling. (It is QUITE the site!) But all in all she is the sweetest little (only 44 lbs.) basset hound in the world--at least she is as far as I'm concerned.
BUT---
Della is NOT a princess. I thought she might be a good candidate for a BABE title, but I no longer believe she will achieve such status. No, I think she has made her choice and has chosen the path to OEBE-dom.
This morning I let her sleep on the couch in the family room with her brother, Buford, while I showered. When I came downstairs I found her sleeping in the living room. Everything appeared to be in order...until I got to the family room.
The sweet little girl has honed a new skill: unzipping the big zippered pockets of my briefcase. Now, I don't care about the zippers being opened, but now she had access to all the papers in the briefcase and this means only one thing: pull out all the papers and practice being a Basset Paper Shredder!
Nope, definitely not a princess.
