I am Mom to Jeffrey a 2 yr old basset/lab mix and Bandit a 2 year old pug. They are my boys. I always wanted a house full of kids, but now that I am single, I can't afford it. My dogs are the kids I don't have to pay college tuition for; much cheaperJeffrey is a total Goof! He's definitely more lab than basset. When he runs downstairs, he's always in such a rush, he tumbles down the last 3 or 4 steps. Bandit seems like the aristocrat. He just looks at him as if to say "How un-civilized!" When my 11 year old daughter Kelsey sings in her "Munchkin" voice, Bandit howls like crazy. If I'm eating Bandit begs like he's starving, but if it's something he doesn't like he turns his nose up and trots away. Jeffrey, on the other hand will eat anything! To get Kelsey up for school, all I have to say is "Jeffrey, wake up Kel." He runs to her room, jumps, and does a belly flop on her. Kel doesn't particularly care for it but I think it's hilarious! I had dogs growing up; Lucky who was the family pet and Camp (don't ask, I was only five when I named him), but had a cat (Mike the Cat passed on in '98) as an adult since I only lived in apartments. As soon as I moved into a house, I got Jeffrey, then 2 months later, Bandit. They are true treasures and I can't imagine life without them. Aaah, group hug!
[This message has been edited by Genia (edited December 08, 2000).]






Jeffrey is a total Goof! He's definitely more lab than basset. When he runs downstairs, he's always in such a rush, he tumbles down the last 3 or 4 steps. Bandit seems like the aristocrat. He just looks at him as if to say "How un-civilized!" When my 11 year old daughter Kelsey sings in her "Munchkin" voice, Bandit howls like crazy. If I'm eating Bandit begs like he's starving, but if it's something he doesn't like he turns his nose up and trots away. Jeffrey, on the other hand will eat anything! To get Kelsey up for school, all I have to say is "Jeffrey, wake up Kel." He runs to her room, jumps, and does a belly flop on her. Kel doesn't particularly care for it but I think it's hilarious! I had dogs growing up; Lucky who was the family pet and Camp (don't ask, I was only five when I named him), but had a cat (Mike the Cat passed on in '98) as an adult since I only lived in apartments. As soon as I moved into a house, I got Jeffrey, then 2 months later, Bandit. They are true treasures and I can't imagine life without them. Aaah, group hug!
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