...with Flossie the Basset:

Also known as "Floss-monster,"

"Flossers,"

and "Puppers."
The day after Thanksgiving we drove 2.5 hours (each way!) and picked-up our Flossie. She is soft and playful, into EVERYTHING (thank goodness for her kennel, or "den," as we like to call it), and we're lovin' her all up. The kids have been eager to help with the care, entertainment, and safe-keeping of Flossie; although it's a lot of work raising a puppy, I know the rewards will be huge and the journey a whole lot of fun. I mean, just look at those ears! Those eyes!
And what does our other Hound in Residence think of the new addition?

Toby is rather unimpressed, I think, but he's a pretty good sport. If I could read his mind these days I'd say he'll be happy when Flossie grows up because maybe then she'll stop trying to bite his tail! In the meantime, he'll continue to concern himself with squirrels and mail-delivery professionals.
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