[Dailydrool] Sticking my nose in

[Karen]

Okay I will stick my nose in too.  I know there is more than one of us that 
found our first bassets in ways other than rescue.  I am guilty of that.

Tucker (ATB) was my heart dog but in truth he came from a backyard breeder.  
I wanted a basset forever but in the scheme of life it was never the "right" time. 
 When Tucker crawled in my lap that first day I didn't care where he came from
or if he was perfect  because he stole my heart.  Tucker is the one that led me to 
the Daily Drool and then to rescue.  I had rescued on my own for many years but 
Tucker led me to picking the breed I love most to rescue.  Maybe that was in God's 
plan all  along.  There were times my boy made want to pull my hair out between the
potty training and the constant chewing.  I would give anything now just to hear
him chewing the walls again.  Tucker may not have been an official OEBE but 
he was a master of mayhem and mischief.

Even my sweet Nelly Belle, who came from the same place that the GGBR 61 were
rescued, was paid for.  I would write another $100 check in a heartbeat to save her.
I have always said that God led me to respond to that Craigslist ad that led me to
my girl.  Now that I look back I think that it was in God's plan because 14 months
later I was back to help in the rescuing 61 more bassets from a life of misery.

I look at skittish little Isabelle sleeping peacefully on the foot of the bed and can't
help but smile.  Tonight I got her full belly to rub and she asked for it.  There are 
moments that I even see that tail wag even though it isn't held high yet but it
is a wag of happiness.  She even likes my singing.  Our progress is slow but each
step is a celebration.  I know that her placement will be difficult and she will never
live in a home with children.  Her potential family will have to wait a long time
to gain her trust.  For now she is safe and she is loved.

I know so much more now than when Tucker and I began our journey.  I know that
rescues don't just place a basset in any home.  I know that there are wonderful breeders
that truly care about bassets.  I know the dark side of breeding as well.  

My point is that no matter where our bassets came from we all share a common bond.  
We love our bassets with our heart and soul.  We cry together and we laugh together.
We worry together and we celebrate the victories.  We support each other, hopefully 
without making someone feel bad.  When it comes to our bassets there are no questions that
are too dumb.  Learning to be a true Slave is not always easy, it is a trial by fire sometimes,
but love you receive in return is more than worth all the frustration you may go through. 

We send drool to all those in need.  Our prayers are with you always.
Karen and The Dog House Gang 

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