Dagmar, the mother of all Bassets

At least I thought so.

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Doting Basset stares at mother and child

A Basset with Maternal Instincts

Dagmar watched over me from birth and seemed to constantly brood about my well being. I was never far from her sight.

Basset watches baby in the snow She was always on the look out for danger and seemed to have an almost human intelligence at times.

At times it seemed as though she were trying to inspire postal workers. "Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night..."

Basset watches baby in the snow Soon Dagmar was to give full expression to her motherly doting and produce a pack of floppy eared offspring that lived for most of the fall in our garage.

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