Visit Leslie and her dogs

and the Members of the Houndie Homestead



The Houndie Homestead members, Thorbus (ATB), Argus, and Dudley, are dogs that have come under the care of Basset Rescue and cannot be adopted out for various reasons.

Welcome to Partner's Place, home of Basset Rescue of Montana, President Leslie Ames, her bassets...
(and the occasional German Shepherd)!


 
Around the Ranch
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Houndie Homestead
Today February 7, 2012, our Thorbus, who has been in Houndie Homestead for over 6 years enjoying a safe loving life, left us for his trip to the Bridge. Thorbus was over 10 years old, and was discovered to have stomach cancer. He became so ill so quickly that he was so ready to leave his earthly body. May his sweet soul rest in peace.

Argus is one of my new ''Houndie Homestead'' partners here on the ranch, along with Thorbus (ATB), and now Dudley. The living room becomes a little crowded at times, but we're all happy and doing great! This spring (2011), after a hard, cold, snowy winter, our creeks are flowing like small rivers and the dogs are all having a grand time. Argus was left without a family and I adopted him from Joan Smith over in Idaho ('Idawg'). In such a very short time, Argus has become my friend and guardian. Joan has that special knack for knowing who would be best to live with Leslie. Thank you, Joan!
 

 
Leslie's Dogs
Here is a photo of me with Lakota Sue (behind me), mother of Augustus McCrae, who is in my right arm, and Maybelle (formally known as Mabel, now ATB), in my left arm. Maybelle was the second basset that I adopted from Oregon. Nine years old at the time, and having a healed pelvic fracture, she was quite the trooper running around, and was the joy of my heart. Augustus McCrae, known by some as Gustopher or "Monster", was two in 2002, and his wonderful mother, Lakota, is his best friend.
 

 


There is a story about an old man walking along the beach with his grandson. The grandson picked up each starfish they passed and threw it back into the sea. "If I left them on the beach," the boy said, "they would dry up and die. I'm saving their lives." "But," protested the old man, "the beach goes on for miles and there are millions of starfish. What you are doing won't make any difference." The boy looked at the starfish in his hand and gently threw it into the ocean and answered, "it made a difference to that one."

~ Author Unknown