Floyd

Pictured here is Floyd my Basset Hound.

I captured this goofy shot of him when he was about 7 weeks old, rolling around on my lawn being a character, as usual. This picture really captures the essence of who he is - my little clown.

We adopted Floyd from a rescue group who saved him from being euthanized - his "breeder" (a back yard breeder) figured she'd kill him because he had an umbilical hernia. Here we are, a year and a half later and Floyd's hernia has gone away on it's own with a few months of us pushing the hernia back in each day. Certainly not anything to destroy a dog over.

Now Floyd spends his days hanging out with our Newfoundland Dogs, trying to figure out why he's so much shorter than everyone else. These are some shots of him....