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Last week a friend from Canada came to visit and while George was all in favor of an extra human slave to serve and adore him, he was not in any more of a mood to be cooperative.
A few minutes after this photo -- and mind you, he had already begun being stubborn because we had turned towards home -- we ducked through an empty lot into our own yard and he went splat. Flat basset. Full bore. His previous spells of flat basset have been more like immovable basset. That is, he'll stay on his feet but refuse to budge another step. This time he actually flopped onto the grass and when I went to pick him up (yes, I'm a patsy, I carry him when he does that) he was as limp as a sack of potatoes, to quote my Canadian friend, who found this whole proceeding hilarious. [/img]

A few minutes after this photo -- and mind you, he had already begun being stubborn because we had turned towards home -- we ducked through an empty lot into our own yard and he went splat. Flat basset. Full bore. His previous spells of flat basset have been more like immovable basset. That is, he'll stay on his feet but refuse to budge another step. This time he actually flopped onto the grass and when I went to pick him up (yes, I'm a patsy, I carry him when he does that) he was as limp as a sack of potatoes, to quote my Canadian friend, who found this whole proceeding hilarious. [/img]