Nash #1773
Our sweet boy NASH went over the rainbow bridge on January 30, 2024. What a joy and a privilege it was for him to live in our house! He was our first adoptee. We were not looking for an older basset but when he walked in the door we told his foster that he was not leaving. We got to experience the pure joy of having him for almost three years. He was my husband's best friend and our house is so empty without him even though we have adopted two other basset hounds. OH to hear him bay one more time!!

Ruthie #1373
Almost 5 years ago, a beautiful little tri-color basset hound girl made her way to my front door with the help of her foster mom, NTBHR volunteer foster Jeannie Oppenlander Burkett. This was Ruthie who came to my house that day looking for her forever home. She had been sent to two other homes, but Ruthie made it clear she was not happy at either and expressed her displeasure by howling and barking at the front doors. Only 3 months before Ruthie came to my door, my Ellie Mae had gone to the Bridge. Because I believe God performs miracles, I'm sure that through Ellie Mae, God sent Ruthie to my house that day. The rest is history. My basset hound, Blossom and Blueman, my Sussex Spaniel and I adopted Ruthie into our family, and she didn't howl and bark at the front door asking to leave. She made herself a permanent place in our family, and she became part of us. Ruthie was a puppy mill mama, having been rescued by North Texas Basset Hound Rescue at the age of 8 and 5 months before she found us. My goal was to give Ruthie the very best life possible, and for the most part she experienced that. She was a fighter having endured major spinal surgery less than a year after she came to us. She recovered as quickly as she could, but some of the damage in her spine could not be repaired. Over the past several months, she had begun to lose her ability to use her left back leg, but she continued pushing on. Other health issues cropped up as well, but Ruthie continued fighting. On May 2, 2020 the road for Ruthie became too difficult for her to bear, and I made that heart-breaking decision to let her go. Ruthie was special in so many ways to me and to her foster mom, Jeannie Oppenlander Burkett. We will always love and miss her, but she will be in our hearts forever.

Peaches #897
My Darling Little Girl passed away February 1, 2018. I still get choked up about it and it's been heart pulling. Peaches brought me so much laughter, happiness and companionship. She truly was the "apple of my eye" She loved going for her walks and she loved owning the couch with her personalized pillow. Losing her and her brother Luke has been one of the hardest things. I am fur-ever grateful to the NTBHR, Tyla Aguilar

Luke #810
My best friend and companion of 13 years passed away on March 13, 2020 Words can not describe the love and joy he brought to me. He was the love of my life. As I shared when I adopted him, he truly is the one who rescued me. Tyla Aguilar

GusGus 1193
"GusGus – Celebration of Life" Gus, who in his later years became known as GusGus, was brought into my life by his NTBHR foster Mom, Mittie Keefe, on Saturday August 25, 2012. Miss Mittie wasn’t sure at first GusGus and I would ever make it since he showed little to no trust in anyone of the male gender. We were pretty confident that in his “previous” life little GusGus was mistreated, to say the least, by the male human in his home. He was my first attempt at adopting and also my first attempt at becoming attached to a “rescue pup”. GusGus was around 7 years old when we first met that day in 2012. Needless to say we defied the odds and over the next 7 years became joined at the hip and were almost inseparable. He was my heart, my soul, my companion, my BEST friend for almost 7 years to the very day. GusGus arrived at the Rainbow Bridge on Friday August 23, 2019. Never in all of my 50+ years have I become so attached to, so fond of, so dependent on anything as I did that furry little four legged Basset Hound. GusGus LOVED his naps, his couch, his chairs, his blanket, his pillows and his fuzzy little purple star squeaky toy. But most of all he LOVED going for a ride in the truck, the laid down backseat piled high with his blanket, his pillow and his toy belonged to him and only him. And he LOVED going outside so he could walk the entire backyard fence line all the way around, no matter the weather or time of day or night. Besides his Daddy and his meals those were the things little GusGus LIVED for. He is loved. He is missed so very much. “Until We Meet Again At The Rainbow Bridge”