Come Home George!

It's been over a month now since we last saw George. One morning, Neal found Gracie in the front yard and Otis inside the pool fence, but no trace of our "special needs" basset. Gracie has been in mourning and I'm sure she thinks we acquired Otis with the intentions of getting rid of her best friend. Otis has tried his darndest to win her approval, but Gracie remains aloof. We now know for certain who the escape artist was, as there have been no prison breaks since George's disappearance. Meanwhile, Otis' "for-real" owner seems to have forgotten that he asked us to dog-sit for "a few days." He has become a permanent resident at the Blevins' Farm. The "for-real" owner may be shocked if he ever does come to reclaim his paper-carrying, registered Basset Hound and find that we've had him "fixed." So much for stud fees.

We've pretty much given up hope of ever seeing George again, but if you happen to come across a tri-colored, un-fixed, male basset with a prominent underbite, give us a shout. Gracie will be much obliged.