Buddy Midboe
This sweet, happy, goofy boy seemed to draw the short straw in life when it came to his health. He came to GGBR in the fall of 2019 as a surrender with gum growths that were so large they were protruding outside his mouth. This caused difficulty in eating and he was very underweight. He had a gingival hyperplasia procedure removing the growths and his foster mom, Claire, got him to a healthy weight. His dad, Tim, adopted him knowing that the growths would continue to return and he would require the procedure each year. Buddy always handled it like a trooper. In addition, he had upper respiratory infections and frequent “hot spots” which required trips to the vet. Through it all Buddy remained a very happy guy who would roll over – with his eyes still shut – if he sensed the opportunity of a belly rub. Initially he did not like car rides, but after joining his dad and Basset sister Riley every day, he began to enjoy the car and love going on daily strolls. He was the stereotypical Basset who dripped water all through the house after taking a drink, he was a master at slinging drool in high places – even the ceiling! Before long he claimed the couch as his personal comfy dog bed, ignoring the numerous other beds scattered throughout the house. In May of this year he began bleeding from his mouth. It was diagnosed as malignant oral melanoma and he quickly had surgery to remove the tumor along with a portion of his jaw. He was declared cancer free and we had a backyard party celebrating his 9th birthday and that he was cancer free. He had a great time running and sharing treats with his canine friends. He began the canine melanoma vaccine series, but at the midway checkpoint and exam showed the cancer had returned and spread to his lungs and there was no further treatment available. Buddy passed on November 6, 2022. Even when he was very ill he would still give a gentle wag of his tail every time his beautiful amber eyes would meet mine. He is very, very sorely missed. We will never forget you, Buddy.

Luke
Luke ATB 10/14/22 We promised to love him forever and always. Now we remember him as a Monkey lover, ball chaser, squeaky toy serenader, big dog wrestler, bug hunter, rat tracker, trail runner, treat beggar, bed sprawler, drool maker, heart stealer. We are so lucky he was ours. Our precious boy Luke, is now waiting at the bridge . Running free, rolling in the meadow, howling with abandon. Thankful GGBR helped us find our way to him in 2016. With the help of a Beloved Pets vet we released Luke from his cancer pain peacefully at our home embracing him in our arms smothered in kisses and tears.

Jerry
"Hellooo, Jerry". Jerry, whose shelter name was Frank, came from the Sacramento County shelter in March, 2016. He was another of our “foster failures”. The shelter guessed his age at “6”, but from the looks of him, he could have been older. His coat was a beautiful and somewhat unusual color of red-brown, almost liver, with white and lots of brown freckles. He was quite thin, his face was already grey and showed hints of black markings that had faded to brown. He had a big chunk missing from his left ear and both ears were thickened and showed signs of having had hematomas, at one time. As I put Jerry into the car to drive him home, I looked at his left ear with the missing piece and said, “I sure hope you’re not a scrapper!” Jerry wasn’t a scrapper, although he was set in his ways and let other dogs know, if he wanted his space. He was generally good natured. At the time of Jerry’s arrival, we had bassets, Billy and Bob, both of whom were getting on in years. For some reason, Jerry never wanted Billy near his bed, but he tolerated Bob. Our black cat, Earl loved Jerry. Jerry was friendly and playful with people, but in all the years we had him, I never saw him play with another dog. After Billy and Bob passed away, we adopted Chuck, the bassador, in March 2018. Jerry and Chuck shared the responsibility of racing across the lawn to bark at the neighbor on his quad vehicle, or at the neighbor’s chocolate Lab, through the fence. Jerry was a watch dog and took his job seriously. He would sit at the top of the slope where he could watch the neighbor’s yard and bark idly, in their direction, off and on, all day. Jerry went tent camping with me only once. He was too much of a watch dog to be very welcome in a public campground. He was a funny old fellow with a mind of his own. Jerry outlived Chuck and was with us to welcome 14-year-old Skippy in July 2021. Jerry left us on March 12, 2022. Fran and Mark Madden, and Skippy

Chuck
Chuck, the Bassador. He was a Lab. He was a Basset. He was the best of both! His good looks turned heads wherever he went. I saw Chuck posted by the Placer County Shelter in March, 2018 and knew that, even though he was not a purebred basset hound, GGBR needed to rescue that happy, handsome fellow. We don’t know Chuck’s age, as is pretty usual for rescued dogs, but his microchip records led to a previous shelter stay, a year or so earlier. Chuck had a bladder stone when he arrived, but after that was removed, he enjoyed good health for the next 3 years. He and our basset, Jerry were “brothers”, although that required some patience on the part of Chuck, as Jerry is pretty much set in his ways. Chuck was my camping dog. He was quiet and friendly and was my dog of choice for GGBR camping trips. Chuck left us in October 2021 after a splenectomy and a subsequent diagnosis of hemangiosarcoma. He was a calm, gentle, uniquely beautiful dog and such a joy. He is very much missed. Fran and Mark Madden and bassets, Jerry and Skippy, October 2021.

Bella
We adopted our Bella (aka Daisy) in August of 2011 from Golden Gate Basset Rescue. We did not know much about Basset Hounds, as our last dog, Louie, was a Beagle. We did know that we loved the hound dogs. Within days we were in love with Bella (pronounced Bay-yuh) and the breed. Bella was the love of our lives and brought joy to us every day. No way could you be down or sad with Bella in your life. She gave us as much love as we gave her and then some. She had the perfect amount of goofiness, sweetness, and attitude. In January of 2021, Bella was diagnosed with an enlarged heart. By early April she was struggling again, so we added another medicine. On April 11, 2021 Bella's heart stopped. She passed away in her mom's arms on the way to the emergency vet, surrounded by her family petting her and telling her how much we love her. She took a huge piece of our hearts with her that day. On the way home from the vet, we saw a tiny rainbow in the sky; Bella was telling us she was happy and on her way over the rainbow bridge. We miss our baby girl every day and are so blessed to have had her in our lives for the past 10 years. She was special! Look for a picture of our beautiful Bella in the 2021 Golden Gate Basset Rescue calendar on September 6th! We wish more than anything that she could have made it to her calendar day, but we're grateful to have had her for as long as we did. Thank you to Golden Gate Basset Rescue for saving her life over 10 years ago and bringing her into ours. We will love and miss her forever. Until we meet again over the rainbow bridge!