This is my ex-puppy Baskin. He's been two years old since December 19,1998. He likes chewing on things. He's a fluffy dog whose breed is Cavalier King Charles Spaniel.

Baskin's Puppy Days

Baskin Now

Above is Lori, one of Baskin's new owners.

Baskin and Santa Claus

This is Baskin with Santa. The other is Cassie, who he lives with. The first picture is from the Polaroid I got in his Christmas card to me.

Emily's Asylum

These pictures were not taken by me. They were taken by Baskin's new owner, my mom's best friend, Sherry. I'm sure she won't mind if you take them, as long as you promise to exclaim, "He's so precious!" everytime you see the picture. Ever notice these things never have any important information? Fun Fact: People in Germany only change their underwear once a week. Great country, no? I hear they make beer.. or something. You know who I don't like? The French. This could be becasue I'm sleeping through my first semester of French, but let me tell you these people are weird. Anoyone who considers liver an eatable part of an animal is gross. I mean do you really want to be eating some of that stuff? I don't think so!! My friend found god in a wicker cabinet today. God wasn't too friendly, so Robert put him in the washer.. when he was finished, god was poofy and angry. He bit Robert. Robert said "no god, bad god.. why did you bite me?" god was like "I'm a god damn hamster" and Robert said "oh." Robert guesses he wasn't god.. otherwise, it would be sort of silly for him to say "god damn." Tale from Robert. ;) Webpage©1998, Emily