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The Basset Hound is the essence a Dog.I don't remember much before I was dumped at the Exxon station. Some nice people at the Lone Star Basset Rescue in Houston took me in and got me a foster home. My Humans found me on the internet and adopted me in June of 2000. They loaded me in their car at a Shell station at Greenspoint. I guess I have some kind of affection for Gas and Oil. Good thing the Humans keep a lot of Internal Combustion anything around here.I should mention to all you girls that I am bowlegged in my front left. It dont slow me down none, but sometimes I trip and skid when I am running. Its just part of my charm.Slobber. The walls are alive with my dried slobber. I try to hit a band from 18" to about 50" on every wall. So far, Success!Things to add later: Favorite foods: Organic (expensive) Bread! Any food item in a plastic bag on the kitchen counter. In fact it only needs to look like food to be food.Slobber everywhere, no wall is safe! My Bed, My Pillow.The Kat; Bowser. I hate it when he gets within a foot of me when I am sleeping on the bed. Even worse when he puts his claws on me and does the wave. I tried humping him a couple of times, he thinks he is getting petted, Ha!The other Kat PoRKch0P; she is a bit of a prissy girl. But she leaves me alone most of the time. She sleeps in the Jeep truck in the back yard when she is not in the house, almost like living in a van down by the river!I been taking Cat skinning lessons on my New 1947 D2 Cat!