When you think of pickup trucks you think of dogs.

Yes, I had to do it at least once. I slipped a white, die cut dog in the back of a pickup truck. Think of him as a pale yellow lab.

My only basset hound die was way too big for this truck or card.   This card has been mailed already, but here's what I did with the inside:

Yes, another little white-on-white dog. Sometimes I crack myself up.

He's a good boy!

Everywhere we went on our vacation, Mr Raleigh got lots of attention. Lots and lots of it. Well, he is a beautiful basset hound, and not too drool-y either.

He is, however, afraid of people he doesn't know. If you approach him, he will back away. As a rescue dog, we really don't know what happened in his former life and we can only love him as he is. He's my sister's dog, by the way, not mine.

He is a GOOD boy! He doesn't pull on his leash, he is impeccably housebroken, and get this -- he comes when he's called. How's that for a basset?

And look at that face! What's not to love?