Hi, my name is Earl. I'm a bloodhound. I don't do much. I lay around and protect my family. They feed me and love me, and the baby pulls me tail. That's about it. Sometimes I get angry and will tell the baby to stop, and he doesn't, but I'm a good dog and don't get too mad at him. I have a food bowl outside the front door that is always full, and if I'm not hungry and one of those other dogs comes up, I have a fit. Yes, I'm full, but that's my bowl, and I'll be damned if one of y'all is gonna eat my food.
Drew and Elizabeth added Earl to their family pretty recently. Earl was training to be a hunting dog, but didn't quite have everything down and his original owner wanted to get rid of him. He did. And now there's an Earl in our family. He can sit, shake, and speak on command. You can ask baby Sandling, 'What does Earl say?' And Sandling will go, 'aaarrrrrr...'
Anywho, meet Earl.
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