Esther

Hi houndmamma!
So okay, here's a good one. Note I also posted this in the thread about clothing, but since it suits both topics... This is our Lulu right before she passed away. She was a grand old gal, always in high spirits, despite the horrible discomfort she was in.

She was actually on her way home from a visit from her acupuncturist, to help with her pain. I would be remiss if I didn't add that the old hound absolutely ROCKED that argyle coat...

shakespeare

Gorgeous ladies!
Lulu you were a grand one and the coat suits you to a tee. Makes me teary our oldies - nothing like them.
tx

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Bella's Mum

What a beautiful lady Lulu was. She absolutely did rock that coat!

I love the dignified, serene look the older girls (and boys) have.

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houndmomma

Esther, Lulu was absolutely beautiful stylin and profilin her pink argyle coat. Tugs at my heart that she was in pain when the photo was taken, poor baby.

When I posted the photo of Lucy in this thread on the other page I almost posted one with her outfits – then I remembered the last batch of photos I just took of her and thought like Lulu she looked so regal. There really is something about a senior that is just too special. Thanks for posting her – you gave me a smile for today.

Jen~

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Momma to Lucy age 13 ~ Basset Hound
Momma to Mabel age 1 ~ Basset Hound
Mamma to Page age 1 ~ Basset Hound
Momma to Rickie age 6 ~ Shi-Poo (don’t tell him though – he thinks he’s a hound dog)
Momma to Flash ~ Basset Hound – RIP 2000 ~ 2011 – Gone in body but with me in spirit ~ You will live on forever in my heart baby ~ Je t'aime

-SAN.

She's beautiful. You must miss her so much...I'm sorry for your loss.

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