Moe is a very late sleeper. He won't get up till somewhere between eight and ten AM. If I try to get him up earlier (sometimes I have early errands) he grumbles, moans and even growls (after all these years his growls are little more than strong protests). Once up, he won't go out without Tally. After he drags his lazy butt off his bed he trudges upstairs to whine at Tally's bedroom door (she sleeps with my daughter). He'll sit there in the hall and whine till I open the door, drag HER as she growls at me, from under the blankets (dachshunds are burrowers), then carry her down the stairs to let them both out. After morning cookies, they BOTH go back to bed... 8)
I remember Micheal saying Toughy slept something like twenty-two hours a day... that's what Moe is like now. I remember what Moe was like even four years ago, wild, crazy, full of energy, and ALWAYS up to no-good. I look at his gray muzzle and his lazy ways and even the way he actually LISTENS to commands now and again... and I miss my crazy Moe and his shenanigans.

The years are going by WAY too fast. It breaks my heart to hear of other Bassets passing on because, in a few short years, that will be us grieving. I'm not sure I'll ever have another Basset... he's been my great love and there'll be no replacing him.
Enjoy your early-risers, your mischief-makers, and your stubborn trouble-makers...
Terry