Baxter the Basset Hound was in his backyard enjoying the smells of spring Suddenly he heard a fuss Eloise the boy was shouting Everybody come look at Eloise Baxter trotted toward the side of the garage
He got there just as the boy’s parents did He had to push his head between all the legs to see what was going on There lying on her side in a box was Eloise When she saw Baxter she bristled her fur and hissed
