So as many of you know, over the course of the last 6 months Jason and I have managed to rangle ourselves into not one, but TWO dogs. And these are not just any dogs, mind you, they are BASSET HOUNDS. Unfortunately, neither of us really knew what we were getting ourselves into when we adopted the first basset (Baxter), and we REALLY didn’t know what we were getting into when we adopted the second (Molly).
First of all, I just want to say, if you plan on adopting any type of animal, but especially a dog, please make sure you do some research on the breed beforehand. Because we definitely didn’t. Not that I would trade these dogs in or anything, or that I even regret getting them in any way (I definitely don’t – well, most of the time), but I think it’s best for both you and the animal if you choose the right breed of dog for you and your lifestyle. For instance, according to some research on did on the internet, you should not get a basset hound if you don’t want a dog that: 1) sheds 2) drools 3) howls 4) is stubborn (and doesn’t housetrain easily). Yeah . . . a shedding, drooling, howling, stubborn dog! Who DOESN’T want that?
Well, the damage has been done, and considering that neither of us are the type who are willing to give up dogs, we’re in it for the long haul. And to be perfectly honest, they do have their cute moments, like when Baxter opens his mouth all the way and looks like a crocodile, or snuggles with you on the couch; or when Molly plops down on her butt and looks up at you with her freckly face and very cute eyes. Of course, they have their other moments, too: racing around the house like a couple of banshees, peeing on the floor, barking incessantly, chewing on our slippers or chairs . . . I have come to the conclusion that basset hounds are more like basket cases, and they are definitely not the lazy “porch dog” that you would think.
But, eh, what can I say? We love ’em anyway.