Tonight we said goodbye to the Arseblog basset. Time waits for no man, nor hound, and after 15 years of bassety goodness we had to make the difficult decision.
We fed him his favourite dinner – a burger, surrounded by whipped cream, topped with cheese, bits of bacon, and then topped again with more cream – before making the sad trip to the vet.
Farewell Opus, you were the finest dog I ever knew. Also the stubbornest and sometimes the smelliest, but still the finest.
