Friday nights are one of the best times to be a Basset Hound. On Fridays, my whole family comes home for dinner and then we watch a movie in the Living Room. Well, I don’t actually watch the movie, but I like to sleep in front of the television because I can always count on somebody to come over and give me a belly rub.
Whenever Alpha Dad picks the movie, we can always count on a Western. Lots of noisy guys run around the screen on horses, disrupting my beauty sleep with their gunfighting. But what I dislike the most about Westerns is that there are never any Bassets in them! I suppose my fellow Hounds aren’t exactly built for the desert, but it would be nice to see Hollywood have a Hound sleeping on a porch or riding in a covered wagon. As a true Arkansas Hound Dog, I would much rather watch a “Southern.”
Even though the movie selection is rarely good, I can always count on one of my siblings to bring Big Blue down from the attic. Big Blue is the biggest, stinkiest, warmest sleeping bag ever! The whole thing is coated with dog hair, and everyone knows that when Big Blue is in front of the television, it is my territory. Sometimes, when the movie is really awful, I role over onto my back and fall asleep that way, a surefire tactic for getting a belly rub.
But the very best thing about Family Movie Night is the popcorn! Alpha Mom makes terrific popcorn and puts a large bowl of it on the floor. It’s like drivethrough, being able to walk by and snatch a few pieces when nobody is looking. Once, I accidentally knocked over the bowl, and Alpha Mom attacked all of us with a monster called “Vackyoom.” So I try not to spill the popcorn anymore.
Someday, I would like to be a Hollywood Hound. I could have my own trailer and Milk Bones delivered to me on set. I could star alongside screen favorites like Winn Dixie and Marley, or maybe even Lassie! And maybe I could be in a romance with a cute Lady Hound…