Mom said this was a Beagle/Bassett or a Beagle/Bloodhound, I forget which, and I am not currently feeling qualified to judge.
You can see that he is terribly vicious. Mom had to hold tight to his leash to keep him from licking me to death.
He did know how to sit, and did it as soon as mom said to, every time! (So what if he only stayed 'sat' for 3 seconds per command?)
I love the goofy ones.
I’m voting for Beagle/Basset, having “lived” with both 🙂