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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>I am so happy to read that Crackers & Penelope
are feeling better. YEAH!</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Vicki, i love the names of your bassets.
<FONT size=3 face="Times New Roman">Miss Cleopatra Christina von Wigglebutt,
Quincy P. Fartwhistle. and Pongo.. TOOOO cute!</FONT></FONT></DIV>
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<DIV>Parvo recovery drool for little Miss Gwendolyn we hope that you recover
from this horrible disease soon & Bluegrass Basset Rescue finds you that
forever home that you so much deserve.<BR></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Anal glands: None of my basset ever had an issue
with this until the Bad A** Brothers started having it about a year ago. I
started adding a heaping tablespoon of pumpkin to breakfast and a half cup of
green beans to supper. Colt rarely has anal gland problems anymore but
Ruger unfortunetly still needs his manually emptied every two weeks. I
usually do this at bath time, either that or he has a knack for being able to
relase them on the couch. Thank doG it is a leather couch. Maybe I need to
upgrade their food/kibble.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>THE PERCH: As I have wrote before Ruger has a Perch
just like his mentor Elder Clara. (somehow I have a feeling when he gets older
he will try to walk in the legends paw prints) Ruger sits on one end of the
couch, butt on the couch and chest & Paws on the arm rest looking out the
big picture window to keep an eye on ASTT HQ compound for terrorist
squirrels. If he sees a squirrel he runs to the back door and I, like the
properly trained slave that I am get up and go perform the magic of opening the
door to "release the hounds" lol. Anyhowl. Since my mom has been
here she will go and sit in the perch while the boys are outside, eating,
etc. The weather has been so nice here that the boys are spending a
majority of the day outside, mainly laying under the swamp oak guarding the ASTT
compound. Well Ruger doesn't miss a beat when he comes in and finds her on the
perch. He will either jump on the couch and proceed to take up his normal
position on his perch even if it is now includes moms lap or if she is sitting
up/leaning forward (like when we eat dinner using a TV tray) he will worm his
way behind her and take up his rightful position on his perch. But now
when my Mom sees him come into the living room she just gets up, moves to the
loveseat and says "okay I guess you want your perch back...I kept it warm for
you" I guess the ol' women is trainable after all. Love & Drool
to all</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Michele Momma to the Bad A** Basset
Brothers</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Colt "MOM, Ruger's butt need drained
again"</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Ruger "Leave my butt alone and get that old women
off my perch"</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Women are Angels...And when someone breaks their
wings..They simply continue to fly....on a broomstick...They are flexible like
that...<BR></FONT></DIV></BODY></HTML>