The perfect antedote to post parents departure today was a trip to the Wellington Basset Hound show. We thought it would be fun to have a reunion with our bassets’ family and also so see what a baggle of bassets really looks like.
Much to our amazement Fortnum and Mason were the perfect hounds. Totally well behaved and much admired by owners of the other basset puppies (“how long did it take you to get them to obey?” was a favourite question!). The key is not how long but how many treats did it take.
There were plenty of new sights and smells which I think was quite overwhelming for our pair. They had to contend with a very hot day (over 30 degrees), more bassets than they have ever seen in their life and actual grass on which to lie (making our failed lawn a sore point for them too!).
A very hot Fortnum.
“So this is what she is trying to get for us at home. Do you think that she knows how far she’s got to go to make it all lush, green and comfy like this stuff?”