When Sydney left for the Rainbow Bridge, we knew we would get another companion for Ophelia. Our bassets have always did better in twos.
This time it was Jeff’s turn to pick out our new family member. A breeder had a new litter, again this is before I decided that rescue was the only way for us to go. We’d decided to stick with the Shakespeare theme, if a girl pup was chosen she would be Juliet, if a boy, Hamlet.
Hamlet was chosen and joined our family. The first meeting between Ophelia and Hamlet went well, until Hamlet decided Ophelia must be his mommy. She settled things along that line quickly.
This is Hamlet as a puppy.
The two of them had some great times together, but Ophelia was always the boss. They loved going out in the motorhome. One of our best trips was to a NASCAR race in Phoenix.
Ophelia and Hamlet.
When Ophelia was diagnosed with anal cancer Jeff and I were devastated. We worried how Hamlet would do without her, they’d been together his entire life.
He didn’t do well. So after Ophelia left us, we didn’t wait long to bring Heidi into our world. Her story will be next.
Our handsome boy. He’s eight now.
After Winston went to the Rainbow Bridge, Ophelia joined our family. At this time Sydney was eleven. He hated Ophelia for the first three months. There were times that I wondered if we’d made the right decision in bringing her into our lives,,,there were many times I had that thought.
It’s hard for me to write about Miss O. She’s been at the Bridge now for eight months, but I still miss her everyday.
Miss O with her favorite toy.
Ophelia was our first girl basset hound. She came to us with a bundle of attitude, which she had until the day she left us. What a little princess she was, from her nose to the tip of her tail. She ruled our hearts with a sometimes not so velvet paw.
Ophelia never asked for attention. She simply waited for the attention to come to her. Ophelia and Sydney loved going camping. At that time we had a motorhome. We bought a long ramp so the two of them could go in and out as they pleased. We also had a portable fence we set up around our site.
Ophelia with my niece Kate. Kate is now 14.
Walking them always attracted attention. Kids adored them, and they adored kids.
When Miss O was diagnosed with anal cancer it broke our hearts. We had her with us another seven months. Her body left as a ten, way too young. but her spirit remains.
Sydney Albert Beauregard, son of Winston, came into our lives at eight weeks of age. Syd doubled the love, and doubled the mischief. What Winston couldn’t think of, Sydney could and did. I’d need a full page to list the items destroyed by those two.
Wow, did they like to play, a little rough at times. You’d think they were tearing each other up. And sometimes play did turn into a squabble.
We spent many great times traveling with them in the motorhome. They always attracted attention wherever we went. Kids loved them and they loved kids.
A trip to Oregon first time out with Sydney. He was still quite young and chewing on everything. In the California redwoods, he chewed on a pine cone. One of the sharp bits somehow got into the soft tissue of his mouth. He became a very sick little guy and had to spend the night in doggie ER in Salem, Oregon.
When we arrived home, the bit of pine cone traveled to the top of his head. He sprouted a mound that looked like a unicorn horn. When Winston bumped into it, it exploded in a mass of puss and blood. Another trip to vet, this time ours.
With the sore cleaned and flushed, it healed and everything went well.
In the photo Syd is wearing my husbands Oregon State University hat.
When cancer took Winston from us at 12 years of age, Ophelia came into our lives. At the time Syd was eleven. He despised Ophelia for the first three months they were together.
Lady Shakespeare’s Ophelia’s story will be next.
Below is Winston and Sydney.