<html><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space; ">Piglet OEBE here. The Slave has a girlfriend. He's using words like 'ga-ga' a lot. On the phone for hours....and we houndies have to line up to get belly and ear rubs. Maybe we should tell him to get one of those Bluetooth earthingies, so he can use both hands to scratch and pet us. "Must like Bassets' was an early annunciated 'must have'. So now we have to share. She's an elementary school art teacher, with thirty years' experience with two leggers ages 5-11, so she should know what to expect with the Slave. At least we got two humans' worth of Pizza Bones this morning. <div><br></div><div>It's been a year since the house fire. We are here inside and warm due to brave firemen, a kind,skilled Vet, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">and most of all, the torrent of soothing, healing drool from sea to shining sea!</span> Last Valentine's Day, we were all in the Vetspital, fighting for our lives. We mourn and miss Boo, eeyore, Flash, and BROOD foster blind Summi, all at the Bridge waiting for us. Alpha Obie's Savannah, myself the 'enforcer', and Cheeseburger the Bagel are here only because of the Drool. The Slave still goes to tears, happy, grateful tears, when he recalls the past year, and the generosity of so many who helped us heal and go home. We dread to even consider where we would be without you!</div><div><br></div><div>When the Slave was at work last night, ('Wildlife Management'), he turned a convenient 'blind eye' to the local firemen getting gloriously and excessively 'over-served'. Expect a national shortage of Jagermeister (Where's the @#$%&! umlaut on a US spec keyboard!). We told the Slave he'd better not even think of tossing them out of the pub. Everybody here LOVES firemen!</div><div><br></div><div>We're looking forward to the Slave having dinner again with the lovely Miss Di. Don't forget the doggie bags! As the late great founder of the OEBE, Noah Go Slowah, ruling from the Bridge, taught all of our two leggers: "Bassets are NOT 'dogs'!"</div><div><br></div><div>Piglet OEBE</div><div><br></div><div><div><div>On Feb 14, 2009, at 1:23 PM, <a href="mailto:dailydrool-request@dailydrool.org">dailydrool-request@dailydrool.org</a> wrote:</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><blockquote type="cite"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0; ">Dailydrool] basset hounds and The Royals...Elizabeth has those Corgis. Anne has Dorgis. Charles has a horse(face), aka: The Duchess of Cornwall. What a family; probably not a Basset among them! Imagine what we'd have on this side of the pond if our forefathers had crowned George Washington (the dollar bill guy oft mistaken for Barbara Bush). At least the 'original' George W. was believed to have had Bassets! :-P</span></blockquote><br></div><div><br></div><br><div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: auto; -khtml-text-decorations-in-effect: none; text-indent: 0px; -apple-text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; orphans: 2; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; "><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -khtml-nbsp-mode: space; -khtml-line-break: after-white-space; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: auto; -khtml-text-decorations-in-effect: none; text-indent: 0px; -apple-text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; orphans: 2; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; ">Charlie Meyer<div>West Virginia Coordinator</div><div>Basset Rescue of Old Dominion, Inc. (BROOD)</div><div>Droolassic Park</div><div>Keyser, WV</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></span><div>Basset Hound Rescue: Work With Women. Pick Up Dogs.</div></div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></span> </div><br></div></body></html>