Random thoughts about dogs
By Mary Jo
Anyone who knows me or has read my books probably knows I'm a cat person, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the wonderfulness of dogs. Many of my friends have great dogs and I always love hearing their canine stories. We had lots of cats on the farm when I was a kid, but only one dog: a friendly family basset hound called Bootsy. (The picture on the left isn't Bootsy, but the look is very similar.)
The name basset is French and derives from the word bas, meaning low, so they are "low hounds." Bassets are large dogs with very short legs, so they are low but not small. Bootsy had a baritone bark that would do credit to the Hound of the Baskervilles. <G> (My book Shattered Rainbows had a basset known as Louis the Lazy.)