I recently adopted a basset hound from Anchorage Animal Control. His origins and exact age are unknown. All we know is that he was found wandering around somewhere outside of Wasilla. I call him "Arnie" for short. Of course, in more formal settings, he prefers Arnold or Mr. Baynard. We've been going to less black tie events recently, however, because Arnie really, really likes to pee on stuff. He's housebroken, but considers anything that's not the inside of my apartment outdoors.
Arnie is a surprisingly good hiking partner. We went about four miles and though he got a little tired towards the end, considering the terrain and the incline he did pretty well for a basset. And, he's got a great heart. He'd start to lag behind a little bit, but as soon as I turned around to look at him, he'd put on a smile and jog right up.
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