Tallulah

I've always wanted a basset hound and yesterday it happened. Todd traveled to Tennessee to pick her up. The boys had no idea. I was about to burst with excitement all day waiting for him to come home with her. He kept sending me pictures, and it was everything I could do to contain myself.

The boys were so surprised! Ben calls her a "basket hound" and Luke says "basset town." It was love at first sight.

Long ears. 

Wrinkly face. 

Short fat little feet. 

Sharp teeth.

Freckles.

Puppy breath.

Cuddly.

Soft.

Howling loud voice.

Perfect.

She is 100% basset. She falls over when she walks, and sometimes steps on her own ears. 

And her name is Tallulah. She is 6 weeks old today. She is smart and lazy and playful, but most of the time she does this.

She howls when she needs to go outside. So far no accidents. 

She slept most of the night last night in her kennel curled up in a blanket under a heating pad. Yes, she is already rotten. 

She has met Bailey. They are not quite sure about each other yet, but I know they will eventually be the best of buds.

I can't wait to watch her grow up with the boys. We are all in love with this sweet precious puppy! Welcome to the family sweet girl.