Inglorious Bassets

All things basset hound (and their friends) by Nina Kouprianova.
All hiked out.

All hiked out.

"The holidays are here? Ohhhhhh…”

"The holidays are here? Ohhhhhh…”

Cute dachshund puppies around the world would like you to know that the author of Inglorious Bassets, yours truly, has created a separate tumblr for her nature-and-wildlife photography.

Cute dachshund puppies around the world would like you to know that the author of Inglorious Bassets, yours truly, has created a separate tumblr for her nature-and-wildlife photography.

Footprint, footprint, pillow, footprint, pillow, pillow, basset, pillow.

Footprint, footprint, pillow, footprint, pillow, pillow, basset, pillow.

Tired lady—yours truly—reclining on a (rather questionable) wet and equally tired basset pillow.

Tired lady—yours truly—reclining on a (rather questionable) wet and equally tired basset pillow.

"You’ll know if I’m all pooped out, when my tongue gets to be as long as my ears.”

King! (Of slobber.) 

King! (Of slobber.

"I sit by the bars in a damp blackened cell—
A juvenile eagle, who's bred by the jail."

(Alexander Pushkin)

;)
"I sit by the bars in a damp blackened cell—
A juvenile eagle, who's bred by the jail."

(Alexander Pushkin)

;)
"I asked for deer, not a massive storm, moooom."

"I asked for deer, not a massive storm, moooom."

Her name is Polly, but lately, some of my family members keep referring to her as “Brunhilde.” I think you can tell why! ;)