A little drool...

Hi everyone. It's been nice and warm out and we spent time in the garden and lounging on the sofa with Mom. Dad is off work tomorrow, so we're going to make sure he spends lots of time with us. Since the bloodhound bloggers mentioned drool pics a while ago, Mom decided to immortalize my latest contribution to the world of drool art. This masterpiece was created last night after the dinner dishes were cleared away. Note the lightness of the drool in contrast to the gleaming teak of the table... the shape of this goober is also impressive--certainly some of my best work. Top this, fellow bloodhounds!

Mantrailing and Bernie's bloodhound heritage

Hi everyone! We had some fun today--Mom and Dad did a mantrailing exercise with us. Well, in our case, it was a woman-trailing exercise since Mom was the quarry. Basically, Mom took off and we had to track her down and find her. It was lots of fun! After getting sidetracked due to the wind blowing her scent around, we found her. She decided to take off one more time and I bayed furiously for her to come back. She didn't so we had to find her, which we did five minutes later. Dad observed that Bernie and I have very different traits when trailing. I'm the nose (obviously!) while Bernie relies on his eyes and ears... The combination of the two of us is impressive indeed! We were pretty tired when we got home and had a nice snooze once we got home...

Speaking of noses and such, Bernie had a DNA test a while ago and it turns out that Bernie is part bloodhound, part Pyranees, and part Cocker Spaniel (!!?). The bloodhound part is definitely there--he has quite a nose of him and he even has a few wrinkles, as you can see on the photo.

Bernie and Marmie bath day!

Hi everyone. I think you can tell from the subject line that our Sunday afternoon was not very enjoyable... Mom and Dad decided to give us a bath outside. We were most unimpressed and tried to get away but the humans prevailed...
Anyway, a bath photo gallery follows.
Here's Bernie getting soaked...


My turn...


Bernie posing after he shook all over Mom.


And little old me posing for the camera.


Don't worry--we will be back outside rolling in stuff and working on our smell very soon. Here's a final shot of Bernie flirting with the camera. What a ham!

Bloodhound with Attitude

Happy Friday everyone! I think Mom is particularly happy that it's the weekend but little does she know that I have a most houndly baying session scheduled for 7 a.m. tomorrow morning that promises to penetrate the most high-quality earplugs... Since I've been feeling better, I've been extremely loud, greeting everyone on the street (scaring the living daylights out of most strangers) and baying when I want something--food, outside, etc. Mom took the above photo and thought it reflected my "don't mess with this hound woman" attitude. I think she's right. Although the drool on the ears proves that no matter how much attitude, I will always be her favorite slobber hound.

Snood fashion

Hi everyone. I got another package in the mail yesterday (the postman actually asked Mom what a bloodhound was and whether it was contagious [!!?]). Mom of course set him straight. Anyway, the package contained two beautiful snoods made by Bentley's Mom for little old me. One has bunnies on it and the other one is a butterfly motif, so I fit right in with all the pretty flowers outside. Anyway, snood fashion show part 1:




Anyway, I decided I wanted to be snoodless after a while.


Ah yes, sniffing with free ears--much better!