<HTML><FONT FACE=arial,helvetica><FONT SIZE=2 PTSIZE=10>So this past Thursday, I had Monroe, my rescue Bloodhound, with me while setting up the agility rings for Wilmington Kennel Club's agility trial, and this guy comes up and asks if he can meet him. They meet, and this guy proceeds to tell me that he has a basset hound named Barney, and starts to explain to me what a basset hound is. I had to laugh (inside, of course) and told him that Monroe lives with three basset hounds. On Sunday, as I'm packing Madelynne up after agility, a young lady comes over and asks if this is Madelynne? I said it was, and she said, you met my husband on Thursday and he told me about you guys, and I just had to come out and see an agility basset! I thought that was pretty cool.
<BR>Joff, f/s to Madelynne Maybelle, Daisy Mae-hem, Sherlock Holmes and the evil long-legger, Monroe THE Bloodhound</FONT> </HTML>