Oh, how I miss my hound doggie! Look at this beautiful girl.
A Basset in Belgrade!
Daisy's begging eyes...
It’s so hard to resist a Bassett hound when she gives you these sad eyes.
Daisy exhausted from a long night of doomscrolling...
After following the news of the insurrection and its aftermath for almost 24 hours, Daisy finally conked out.
Daisy gets new pajamas
Well, our girl is getting rather geriatric and now that the cold weather is here, she is shivering a lot more in the evenings. We don’t actually know how old she is because we rescued her with no papers. When we got her in September 2011, the vet thought she might be around 3 years old, which would make her a little over 12 years now (which is old for a Bassett hound). So yesterday I ventured forth and bought the dog pajamas. She looks ridiculous, but at least they are keeping her warm.
Vestibular syndrome :-(
My poor Basset Hound Daisy has been diagnosed with vestibular syndrome, otherwise known as “old dog syndrome.” She is walking around like a drunk sailor these days, and falls over when she tries to shake. Since she was a rescue hound, I’m not exactly sure how old she is, but we guess that she is at least 11, and so well within the range for this disease. It is certainly a design flaw that our canine companions have such a short life span compared to humans.
