I ain't nothin' but a hound dog -- but I'm a good one!


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Posted Online: Feb. 24, 2013, 11:00 pm
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By Gracie
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Hello. Before I tell you much about myself, you need to know a little about my owners.Mom loves Elvis, Dad loves the blues and they both love dogs.

I wish I could tell you exactly where I came from, but all I can tell you is I was in a shelter in Iowa, where someone named me Graceland. They obviously thought that was a cute name for a basset hound. I was then sent to the Quad City Animal Welfare Center in Milan.

One day my mom came to the Animal Center in Milan with her son just to look at the available dogs. She thought a lot of them were awfully cute and nice, and then she saw me. I was being led back into my kennel, and she thought I was adorable.

Little did she know that I was being returned to my kennel just after having been on TV, where I was featured as the "pet of the week." She also didn't know my name had an Elvis connection; she just liked me.

My owners had just lost a dog they had loved and owned for more than 12 years, so I came into a situation with pretty big paw prints to fill. If you could just see the size of my paws, though, you would know that I could fill just about any paw prints out there.

I must be doing a pretty good job of cheering them up because they always are telling me what a good girl I am, and they laugh at my funny antics. Can you believe Mom gave me her much- beloved Elvis blanket to go in this comfy bed they got me?

I know you are dying to say this, so I will just say it for you: "I ain't nothin' but a hound dog" -- but I am a darned good one!















 




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