Basil Hazel is five today!  He’s getting old & lazy, everything we always thought our Basset Hound might be.   Sleeping until noon, hiding behind doors when I call him to go outside and lazily eating, until he spys a bit of human food just close enough to the end of the counter that he can grab, then you’d think he was a six month old weimaraner.  This boy completes our little family and I couldn’t love him more.

Happy Birthday my darling pup.  May this day be full of treats, naps and a nice long walk!