a hound dog ain’t nothing
I saw a bloodhound the other day. Dang, are those things big.
bloodhound
I guess I’d never seen one in person before, though I could have sworn I had. Droopy eyed, loose-limbed pleasant and fairly harmless looking creatures, in my imagination (or possibly from cartoons or book descriptions). And some may indeed fit that description.
Not this one. The eyes may have been droopy, but the face meant business. Hugely muscled body, looked more like a pit bull than anything else as it pulled its handler up the stairs of the mall, where they were apparently looking for someone.
Anyway, I have issues with dogs so I was pretty rattled – but considering all the reading I’ve been doing about the antebellum South, my first was to wonder if this was the sort of dog that they brought out to track runaway slaves. Pretty scary to think of something like that being after you. It sort of brought all that home to me, sort of freaky even though I was standing in the middle of a modern mall, not the object of the dog’s interest and not running through the woods.
I’ll have to add that to my research list, though.
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