Safe Journey Homer

We never had the pleasure or privilege to meet the OEBE legend, Homer of Pittsburgh, but it grieves each of us to have learned that he has made his journey to the Bridge.

Homer, you blazed through this world on a mission to consume anything and everything your slaves left within reach. You helped set the standard for all OEBE wannabes. Your family loved (and still loves) you more than they ever thought possible.

Watch over them Homer--watch over Esther and David and all who loved you. They miss you so.

---Buford, Della and Guinness (and their slave)

Oh Good Grief!

One would think that if the bassets like the snow, wet grass wouldn't be any big deal. But, nooooooo!

Being unable to mow the lawn this last week due to all the rain, the grass started to get pretty high in the back yard. Ok, "pretty high" is a relative term---it means "Mommy!!! The grass is tickling my belly!!!"

With a break in the weather I broke out the mower and as soon as I was done, the dynamic duo ran out into the yard and "christened" it. (I'm sure you all know EXACTLY what I mean.)

Crusty/Gunky Guy

This is Buford's new name. He decided to try something new. He decided he has never had conjunctivitis so he thought he would give a whirl. And just to make sure that he did it full out---he got it in BOTH eyes!

That's my boy! The Grade-A Medical Anomally named Buford.

What Goes Down MUST Come "Back Up"

Sure, go right ahead, eat all the leather off one sandal. It's leather after all and it MUST be eaten by a doggie. However, in the future Della, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE try chewing the pieces so you can digest them as opposed to swallowing them in 2 inch strips and then throwing them up all over the bedroom at 4:28 AM.

What's Old Is New Again!

If a basset takes a nylabone out into the yard, drops it on the ground, immediately picks it up and runs back into the house, is it a NEW toy?

YES!