Flash
When I was young, about 3 or so, I had a dog named Flash. He was part Basset Hound and part Beagle, and he got run over by a truck. About the only thing I remember about him was his funeral. Then when I was older, we got another Basset Hound named Wendy. She slept in my room, often at the foot of my bed until I moved out of my parents house.
So… yesterday my wife called me and told me that someone was giving away a full-blooded Basset Hound named Flash I decided it was time to get another dog. Here’s some photos of him we took last night:
