Rachel Anderson
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Grandpa and his hounds
Hearing my dad yell at Meeka through the window reminded me of Grandpa and his hound dogs. The dogs were all at the bottom of the hill behind the house. And whenever they would bay or howl, or whatever it is that hound dogs do, Grandpa would open up the back door and yell at them to shut up. It cracked me up because I don't remember that door every being used for anything else!
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