Release the Hounds

Bailey da Hound Dawg is the same age as Jackson Danger.

This is where the similarities end.

Jackson Danger is still a cute innocent little boy and still reliant upon his mommy and daddy.

Bailey da Hound Dawg is a cute recalcitrant little wretch manipulating his mommy and daddy.

Jackson Danger will cry when he wants to eat, then will be happy and go to sleep until he poops his diaper.

Bailey da Hound Dawg will cry and bark and howl to get food, then will howl even more to get even more food, then will steal the cat’s food, then will sleep under foot, then will poop in the yard where we will step in it, then will howl for more food.

Jackson Danger is polite enough to live within the means of his mommy and daddy.

Bailey da Hound Dawg is now officially beginning to eat us out of house and home.

The neighbors initiated a lawsuit against us because there is evidence that Bailey swallowed their German shepherd. But, the single eyewitness did not actually witness the consumption of the dog and no remains of the German shepherd have been found, so the case may not come to court.

We had to repair our downstairs air conditioner. It seems that Bailey was attempting to sabotage our house by chewing the wiring behind the air conditioning unit. We think he has been jealous of Petey da Wiener Dog and wanted to get even (Petey is an indoor dog). But, now that the weather is getting cooler, we may have the upper hand on Bailey.

Anyway, after completing the repair and presenting us with the bill, the service tech suggested we keep Bailey away from the air conditioner. Well, “DUHHHH” - we have already come to the conclusion that we have to keep Bailey away from pretty much EVERYTHING.

We are now anticipating Bailey’s next move – we suspect he will either attempt to dig up the water line from the well house, or continue a previous attack upon the satellite TV wiring.

Pam moved the cat’s food to a table on the back porch. Previously, the table was plenty tall enough to prevent Bailey from accessing the food. That has changed. Bailey can now easily reach the cat’s food and is not bashful about doing so – which really isn’t much different than the raccoons and skunks getting access to the cat’s food, so I don’t know why Pam makes such a fuss about Bailey getting the cat’s food. She said something about the poor little defenseless felines not getting enough food. Whale hale, the poor little defenseless felines should go out in the fields and eat the rodents like felines are supposed to do. That would help solve another problem Pam had in the kitchen the other day involving a cute little defenseless mouse.

But, I digress.

In spite of his rambunctious nature, Bailey is shaping up to be a fine dog. Because of his size, Pam and I tend to forget that he is still a puppy and will do puppy things. For the sake of our sanity, we can only hope that his mature nature catches up to his body weight before too much longer.

And for the sake of his own survival, I hope he will not dig up any more of Pam’s flowers – she still harbors wrath from the “raccoon and chickens” incident and has learned how to use her AR-15.