History
From the time I was just 5 years old, after sledding with my friend Colleen (still is!), a lost Bassett Hound followed me home, not before I wrapped her in my scarf of course. I immediately bonded with her and showered her with the love, care and attention I knew she needed, just as I always did with our own Golden Retriever Brandon. Although I was 5 and most certainly thought she was mine forever, sure enough my parents had called her owners to come pick her up. I was devastated, but happy I made a new friend named