After many years of not feeling that I had a life that would be good for dogs, we now have two.
To backtrack a bit, however, when I was a kid, we had a Basset Hound named Grover. He was, in many ways, a Basset's Basset. Many Basset people think Basset Hounds should have names with a certain ostentatious ring to them, and while Grover was part of our family, I happened on the thought that two Basset Hounds named after the Wright brothers would be fun.
Fast forward to my fifty-fifth birthday a year and a half ago, and Jenn has been wanting another dog since Cisco passed away in 2013.
We have Wilbur and Orville!