I was admittedly foundering after the loss of our beloved basset hound, Quincy in February. Chip was sad. Steve was sad. I was sad. This was a sad, depressed household. I was pining for another dog, a companion for our family. I know that no dog will ever replace Quincy. When we thought about getting another basset hound, we just felt a bit too sad. I love a hound dog though. The energy level of a basset hound is truly ideal for our family. However, I need to be getting more active, taking morning and evening walks to get in my 10,000 steps and I decided that I would be willing to take on a more active dog. My husband had some interest in rescuing a dog as opposed to raising a brand new puppy. We started watching PetFinder by setting up alerts for any hound dog within 100 miles. We missed out on a few opportunities by not being quite ready. But, then we found a hound mix, fairly close to my work, that was in a foster home situation and seemed ideal for us.
So, this is a thing that happened today. We are changing her name to Tilda (Full Name, Matilda Wilma Whiting, she’d been Wally, Wilma, and Willow in the past). She’s settling in. She’s crate trained. She’s having a hard time getting used to a cat. She’s going to be a handful. She’s wicked smart. She opens pantry doors & lacks manners. We have to learn to have a tall dog. There is a lot of stuff inaccessible to basset hounds that you don’t think about.
I am enjoying having an active hound dog, though it is not without its own challenges. Watch for more Tilda updates to come!
