Hounds

It seemed like this dog pound got a lot of traffic, the man who was driving the kennel truck decided as he sat there watching as people moved in and out. He hated to see the last of his beautiful hounds go, but he was getting too old to care for him and his children did not want the responsibility. So, he brought them here where hopefully they might find a new and loving home. Finally, he stepped out of the truck and walked around to the kennels on the back of the truck. The first canine that he let out was a beautiful gold and black Afghan Hound. She had a long flowing coat that was perfectly groomed. He led her inside the doors and stopped at the counter, letting them know that he had quite a few to bring in. They showed him to the kennels for them and he put Diva into the first one.

When he returned to the truck he next took out a red and white Ibizan Hound, the canine was sleek and everything that her breed should be. She was taken to the cages and her card filled with her information and her name, Portia. He returned to the truck and took out the Bluetick Coonhound and led her inside, her name was Hunter. The next canine to be brought in was Nikita, the only one of the canines that was not a hound, but instead she was an Olde English Sheepdog. Then came a hound mix who was deep chocolate in colored named Daiquiri. Then was a rich mahogany Viszla named Maya, a German Shorthaired Pointer named Moonshine, and two Azawakhs, Whirlwind and Whisper.

After all of the paperwork was filled out and the canines were settled in nicely, he left without a word.