Solomon

In the basset kennel, Solomon emerges from his dog house, leaps atop the bench, and voices deep, resonant barks. The others, recognizing his cue, freeze in place, and raise their heads in song. Solomon continues barking time. The latest puppies listen in, trying to learn the words. The foxhounds stand at the border fence silently, waiting out their neighbors’ festivities. Later they will sing their own song, and it will be the bassets who will listen quietly. Surplice, in the house, joins in with her gurgling yet noble voice. Even Frolic belts out the song of the Tewksbury Foot Bassets.