Oh where do I begin! If you have ever read the book Marley and Me then well you understand my Sadie!
My OH has always wanted a Basset Hound. When I moved to VA I brought with me 2 large dogs (Chelsea 120lb Shepherd Rotti Mix, and Rip Van Wrinkles aka Rip and 70-80lb Sharpei), who tortured him. They knew he has a small fear of large dogs and well my naughty two took full advantage: rolleyes: So we decided to apply to a rescue group and we all fell for Sadie's photo. We went to visit her (she was an owner relinquish). As we arrived we noticed the family had a lot of kids and Sadie was tied the porch. She was HYPER but what do you expect of a 1.5 year old tied up. They let her go and she jumped in my OH arms and started licking his face. He looked at me and said "It is up to you" with that little boy Please look. My response "put her in the car" LOL. I should have known then that my life was going to change forever! What Basset Hound should be able to jump in a grown man's arms!
I was right Sadie was WILD! She is so sweet but completely ADHD! She has failed training 5 times as she can’t stop moving to save her life. She has never been allowed to be loose in my house as I would have no house. A friend of ours (who played NFL football so he is 6ft 5 250lbs) walked in our door one day and she broke away from me, hit him square in his chest knocking him over, where she could kiss his face. I was mortified as I have NEVER had an untrained dog. My other two were trained to voice commands, whistles, French and hand signals, what do I do with Sadie! Over the years I have learned to accept Sadie for Sadie through all the embarrassment. Every year I said “Sadie will calm down this year” and now I am to a point where I hope she doesn’t calm down.
At rescue events there would be a 3 mile walk and the hounds get sponsors. Sadie always finished first as she dragged me or my dad as she hated any other hound ahead of her and had to kiss them as she walked by. We would them go to a member’s house that had 5 acres fenced in and the hounds ran free, well not all the hounds as over the years there was a time out pen and they even put Sadie’s name on it! She would eat the other end of a hot dog while the human was taking a bite of the opposite side, she tried to jump on the grill, she taught other hounds how to jump on picnic tables, and would knock people over to give them kisses. She is still the reigning bobbing for hotdog champ! 5 houtdogs in 30 seconds! LOL Still not a mean bone in her body but as wild as can be!
When we started going to my new Holistic Vet a few years back (I think she was 11 or 12) my Vet sits on the floor with the dogs. I had Gibbs loose but a tight grip on Sadie’s harness. The vet said let her go and I warned her Um you do not want me to do that. We went back and forth for 5 minutes and I finally let her go. All you saw was ears flying across the room as she tackled the Vet wrapping her paws around her neck kissing her face. The vet laughed so hard she cried. When she called me the next day about Sadie’s blood work she still could not say Sadie’s name without cracking up laughing. Last year Sadie had a fatty cyst rupture and had a hole in her side. Not a small hole I am talking a large hole that I could put fingers in. I rushed her up to the Vet office and as soon as we entered she tried to go play with a young golden. I had to sit in the cat area (it was empty) to attempt to keep her calm and from ripping the wound more. The Vet Tech came out to look and she bent down but did not get a look instead she got a face full of Sadie tongue. They took her in the back while I waited in reception and all I can hear is “ha ha ha Sadie you are so silly”. The entire time they were shaving her fur, cleaning the wound etc Sadie was shaking all over (not scared shaking but Sadie’s entire body moves in pure joy) giving kisses.
So you now understand when the Vet wrapped her foot last February she used tiger stripe as it fits her wild personality. It is also the reason the Vet called me twice a day to see if the bandage was still on. She did crack up laughing when I took her a photo of Sadie running through the snow not a care in the world with her foot wrapped.
To this day Sadie might be 15 but every single thing is a fight LOL. It takes 3 professionals to trim her nails. Not because she fights you but one to hold the wiggle body, one to hold the face and kisses, and one to trim the nails. I cannot count how many times my OH or neighbors has laughed until they cried at me chasing a 15 year old Basset Hound around my yard to give her bath, trim a nail, clean her teeth etc. She might be the torn in my side at time, the least behaved dog I have ever owned, but she is a joy to be around. Her sweet spirit and joy for life is what makes her special.