When I showed the beagle what her doggy friends were dressing up as for Halloween, she suggested I was brain addled and sauntered off in search of a chocolate martini. I don’t understand her problem. No holiday spirit, that one…
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7 Responses to Halloween – the beagle is not amused
Terry, I remember trying that trick when I was a kid. My sister’s cat scratched me from stem to stern, and my sister is now beginning to speak to me. Some people just have NO sense of humor.
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Dudley looks awfully familiar to me. I think all bassets carry around something other than a brain in their heads sometimes!
- Julie
Priceless, wonderful photos – thanks.
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Aww.
That’s cruel
. Making them go out in public like THAT?
Julie, never having a basset, I can only assume their brains rattle around as much as a beagle’s. A hound dog thing?
Ninja, oh come on, it’s pretty funny, ya gotta admit…
We had neighbors at one point who had…
…a basset/beagle.
Its brains definitely rattled around.
Those are seriously funny! Dressing up the dog for halloween is a little like putting scotch tape on the cat’s paw.
Terry, I remember trying that trick when I was a kid. My sister’s cat scratched me from stem to stern, and my sister is now beginning to speak to me. Some people just have NO sense of humor.