Peaches isn't reading the daily paper, but she loves to sit on it when we're trying to read. The latest news is that Peaches has been with us five years now.  Her Gotcha! Day was December 28. I bought her some special treats at the Pet Department Store.  I remember meeting a fearful little basset that day after Christmas in 2006 and how she crab-walked into the get-acquainted room, came straight to me, huddled close and sat on my foot.  I understood that I had been claimed and I was hers and she was mine from that day forward.  She would continue to do the crab walk for a long time after our first meeting when she was in any new situation or saw anything larger than she was, like street lamps, for instance.  


Since I was told she was 3 1/2 when I adopted her at the SSPCA (she was transferred from her and Beau's Alma Mutter in Stockton), that means she is now 8 1/2.  My beautiful little girl has a frosting of snowy white on her muzzle now.  How unfairly fast the time passes when you're a dog.