Ain't Nuthin But a Hound Dog

So Dr. Moo adopted Tina the coon hound, who, (my bad) is not five years old, but "more like 10 or 11." She was just tied up and ignored for five years. True to form, Dr. Moo has brought Tina to the McPolack family homestead -- but she did ask permission. As I type, Polackpappy is setting up some sort of rope for her outside. I can guarantee that it will be some sort of jerry-rigged oddity, as that is what Polackpappy is famous for. Why have a regular dog lead when you can have 25-odd feet of extra-thick baling twine you've had kicking around for thirty years tied underneath the apple tree on the front lawn?

I know as well that Pp is thrilled to have a project.

The family corgi, Wendell Jones, of course immediately tried to rip poor Tina's throat out as soon as she walked in the door. Tina also tried to tree one of the three kitties on the property. But she's been groomed and spruced up and I for one am excited to meet her.