Dog Photos

Bounding Beach Vizsla
Monday, October 17, 2005
Bounding Beach Vizsla

Dogs are wonderful creatures. And, it's hard to take a bad picture of one of them. This is a Vizsla doing what they do best. They are a tracker, retriever, pointer kind of huntin' dog and they are extremely high energy.

Of course you would never see my hound dog doing something like this. She would explain that she is far too dignified for that. She would continue to explain that she is a scent hound. So once she leads you to where the tennis ball is, it is YOUR job to go and get it. Besides, she has not been excited about the water at the beach since she realized someone ruined the recipe with too much salt. We have been known to have some high energy romps on the beach though.


Paw-Print of Approval
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Paw-Print of Approval

Well it's been a while since the muse appeared to give her paw print of approval. She says she particularly approves of the images she helped with. However, she is less fond of the ones that involve me leaving for the day to do this "work" thing.

This is her on a stone pedestal in a park in Monterey. She is about the coolest creature you could possibly imagine. I have never really had a dog of my own before, and I was not totally sure what to expect, but she is a real-life cartoon character in a Basset suit! She is truly a good friend, and you do not come by those very often.

I'm very thankful for Basset Hound and other rescues that save animals like Zoe. One of which was created and is run by my parents (which explains my love of animals).


Basset Pedestal
Friday, April 15, 2005
Basset Pedestal

HAPPY TAX DAY!! (grrr)

Zoe loved Monterey. She made sure I didn't miss the golden light in the morning. She decided it would be a great idea to go on morning walks during our vacation... Really long walks... REALLY early in the morning! We went on long drives, we tasted new foods, we sat at cafes in Carmel and drank coffee. (well my best friend Sharyn and I drank coffee, Zoe got addicted to Coconut Macaroons.)

The cafes were a real treat because Santa Barbara, where we live, does not allow dogs even at outside eating establishments. (Which is enough to make me consider moving.)


Birthday Girl!!
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Birthday Girl!!

Well I can't believe it has been a year! One year ago today, we brought Zoe home from the Ventura animal shelter. That would have been her last day, instead here she is, happy and healthy, a year later!

I have to tell you it was the smartest way to go if you want a dog. She was housebroken, and well trained. She did not chew on the furniture. She did not bark or whine all hours of the night. In fact, being a Basset Hound, she is about as close to the cartoon image of a dog you can imagine!

Don't get me wrong, I think we were exceptionally fortunate to find such a wonderful friend waiting for us. Most dogs will need an adjustment period moving into a new home. Although she was a great dog from the start, we are still seeing Zoe's personality blossom as she realizes she is no longer going to be hit or punished for everything she does. But getting a dog from a rescue can really help reduce the trauma on you, the dog and your favorite shoes. There are rescues for all types of breeds. We were watching the Shelter for hounds for the Basset Hound Rescue of Southern California when Zoe popped up.

You can see more pictures of Zoe here and you can read about her antics on her site and in the Newsletter of the BHRSC.

  • Ventura Shelter
    This is where we found the hound!
  • Basset Hound Rescue of Southern California
    The rescue where I volunteer, A good place to find dogs that have been tested in a more natural environment than a shelter. Many of their dogs are in foster homes and they can tell you a lot more about what you would be getting into with any particular dog.
  • PetFinder.com
    Bassets not your breed? Not in Southern CA? This is the best place to find a rescue, and even a specific dog, near you!


I GOT IT!!
Friday, February 18, 2005
I GOT IT!!

I have been around a lot of dogs in my life. And yet, they never cease to amaze me with their capacity for all of the best traits we would love to see in each other. For a while I thought I had just had the incredible good fortune to have encountered a few outstanding individuals. I mean, I have seen my share of dogs that are "problem dogs," untrained and unpleasant to be around. But, the dogs that have been members of my family have had something about them. Something that made them seem like real beings capable of much more than a simple submissive role. They actually had something to contribute to the family, and they were given the opportunity to express themselves and become the true friends they wanted to be.

Now that I am finally owned by the Basset Hound I have dreamed of for 15 years I am starting to realize that perhaps there was not as much "special" about our dogs as I originally thought. Perhaps every dog has that spark of greatness in them, and it is up to us to nurture it... or to tie it out in the back yard and throw really bad kibble at it until even the greatest spirit would shrivel.

What are you still doing reading this, go hug your dog!!
(or better yet take them for a romp in the park!)

Don't have a dog!?

Perhaps I can help...


My Muse
Sunday, January 23, 2005
My Muse

So as I was looking for a picture to put up this evening I was reminded that it is Saturday night and that I should be flopping on the sofa, watching a movie. Who reminded me? My muse of course.

This is Zoe, my Basset Hound. She likes to sit on the sofa and stare at the back of my head and grumble when I spend too much time in front of the computer. These pictures are a little fuzzy because she is not very fond of the flash, so I usually get her with my little digital camera. (I get grumbled at for the flash too!)

Zoe was an early birthday present for me last year. I've loved Bassets for most of my life. But, until the beginning of last year, I lived in apartments that did not allow dogs. To get my recommended daily allowance of Basset, I have been volunteering for the Basset Hound Rescue of Southern California.

Zoe didn't come from BHRSC though. My best friend was watching the Ventura shelter for hounds that might need help (my birthday was only a month away, and she knew what I wanted. :) One evening Zoe popped up on their web site, she was a stray, and no one had come for her. The day we brought her home would have been her last.

Now, I have heard many comments about shelter dogs. "I don't want to adopt someone else's problems," "I want a puppy," "They are untrained and will make a mess in my home," "I want a pure bred dog" to name a few. Well, Zoe is about the most relaxed creature you can imagine. She plays like a puppy when I want to play, and curls up quietly by my feet when I am working. She is perfectly housebroken, (much more than you can say for any puppy). And she is pure Basset from her head to her toes (and that is about how long her ears are too.)

If you are looking for a four legged friend and still not sure you want to brave the shelters you should know that there are rescues out there for almost every breed you could possibly want. A good rescue will have dogs that have been in foster homes and have been tested in different situations so you know exactly what kind of companion you are getting. A good place to start to look for an animal in your area is PetFinder.com.

By the way, I inherited my love of animals from my parents who run their own dog rescue in Indiana. They specialize in Pomeranians, but will not turn away any creature in need. I am just waiting for the day a hurt skunk wanders into their yard, The dogs will love sharing their kennels with him! (Of course, there are even rescues for them.)

Right now though, I am being paged again from the sofa. You can read more about Zoe and see more pictures at her site, ZoesDiary.com.


Butterfly Beach Dog
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Butterfly Beach Dog

If you are wondering if this dog was having a good time you can actually see his tail wag if you look at the arc of drops of water coming off of his tail.