After posting his picture and description on the Nose to the Ground to Help Hounds’ Facebook page and other sites, I saw negligible interest in poor Elvis. Every night I would talk to my husband, Bill, about how Elvis’ time was almost up and it did not look good. Bill slowly started asking questions: “Where does Elvis live”? “Is
he housetrained, ”? “Crate trained”? Finally Bill said, “Set up an appointment. We will check Elvis out.“
Off to Wisconsin we go---mind you we were thinking of a 60 lb coonhound. Little did we know that Elvis was 105 lbs, full of lumps and warts, and a little unsteady on his legs. Boy, were we surprised when we met Elvis!
However, he was also a big, absolutely lovable lug of a senior hound! He had the sweetest big face, droopy lips, and a bark that shook the windows in the house. We had brought our dog-reactive “Bagel” (Beagle/Basset), Elroy, to meet Elvis, so we took them for a walk together. They seemed to get along – a big plus. Bill looked at me and said, “Your decision.” Why did he even say that? He knew what my decision was.
Each day we learn something new about Elvis; he is house and crated trained, knows sit, down, high five, shake, catches treats in mid air, hates garden tractors, loves to ride in the car, loves to counter surf (proudly rearranging the kitchen counter), loves to boat and wade in the lake. My husband even sold his sports car so we could get a van, because Elvis, our other dogs and Bob the parrot just did not fit in our smaller car!
By Susan Taney, from Nose to the Ground to Help Hounds
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