There is something prehistoric about the way a basset moves. Perhaps it’s the low slung body and enormous paws like crocodiles feet. Having seen crocodiles in Australia I know I’d rather have a basset hound coming towards me across sand. I am getting seriously worried about Little Basset’s phobia of water. It’s getting to the point of you can’t even take him to the water let alone see if he’ll drink. You should see him tip toe on the paving stones to avoid the wet grass. ... Taking photographs of bassets on one of their walks brings out their most stubborn and sulky behaviour. Any notions of modelling and posing have to be forgotten, these bassets just want to walk. At their own pace, in their own time with as many sniff stops as they... When I answered the phone and I knew it was the vets, I feared the worst. Big Basset was creating chaos – howling and crying. Wanting to come home. Wanting his brother and wanting the pain in his eye to go away. His howl is my command. I went straight... Little basset cuts a lonely pose today as Fortnum languishes at the vet having a minor op on his eye. He spent a great deal of time looking backward on our walk down by the Hutt River. Now back home he is making the most of the extra space on the window... 