This poem says it all. The House of Puddles needs our help.

May 25th, 2007 - 9:09 am KY Time

The House of Puddles


There is a house where love abounds

A house of Senior Basset Hounds

There are no walkers or depends

Just lots of happy Basset friends

We are the old ones who have turned gray

And now get to live another day

We all are happy and well fed

We even have our very own bed

Our Mom works hard, it costs a lot

And we are grateful for the things we got

If you could help we would be glad

That no other hound would be sad.

So check the purse strings of your heart

Just a few dollars could be a start

We all will thank you with a great Arooooo

The House Of Puddles and our Mom too.


By Ken Johnson, bassethoundtown.com’s poet Laureate

P.S. I have an idea: Instead of buying birthay or holiday gifts this year for adults, donate to the house of puddles in their name. Comments?

More Later…Cat, Chaps and Emma


  1. May 25th, 2007 | 3:00 pm

    A cause dear to my heart. Everyone please support it and if you are a Drooler look out for the next BIG HOP RAFFLE and buy lots of tickets. The prizes are always good.

    Wilbarston England

  2. Kip and Gus
    May 26th, 2007 | 4:52 pm

    Gus took your advise Cat,Chaps and Emma. He just made a donation to HOP for my Fathers Day gift. What a wonderful gift. Maybe other Houndies could make a donation to House of Puddles for their Dads!!!
    Kip and Gus

  3. May 26th, 2007 | 5:00 pm

    Dear Gus, you are the most thoughtful hound ever! I am so proud of you dear boy! As usual, your generosity is something we all aspire to. There are alot of old hounds woofin’ your name right now!

    We love you Gus, and Happy Father’s Day Kip!

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