Interesting dog lore. Yeah, I think a Basset would be a bit big for heading down a rabbit hole. What about getting into fox dens and the like?
I have a soft spot for this forlorn breed. My neighbor had one when I while I was growing up. His name was Faux Paw. I, of course, did not understand the name until I was grown and he and his people were gone. I used to take him for walks. I loved the way he waddled and I especially loved his ears.
Later on, one of hubby's friends had a Basset. I don't remember his name, but I do remember that he showed affection, or perhaps approval, by sitting on a person's foot and farting. When we house-sat, I would NOT let him sleep with us, which is very uncharacterist of me, but I didn't want to find out what else he would do since he liked me so much!
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