HELLO! I AM Bad Baxter and I work really hard to live up to my name! I am a three-year-old brindle hound, rescued from Tennessee. I love to steal underwear from the laundry basket, used Kleenex from the trash, and unattended food wherever I can get it. I keep the neighbors on their toes with my barks and howls. I am an equal-opportunity sort of guy, and greet friends and strangers alike: by jumping up into their faces or sniffing inappropriately. Fortunately my humans wear rose-colored spectacles and think I’m just perfect. I get nutritious food and long walks, and I have a good-sized yard to run around in. The only time they get really mad is when I run through my electric fence, and even I think that’s a pretty dumb thing to do. Then they start to mutter about a pen by the back door, or a tie-out. I don’t know what those are, but I don’t think I like the sound of them. However, when we all settle down in the evening to watch TV, and I snuggle up with my head on my master’s lap, they forgive me even that misdemeanor, and I know I am loved again. And I did hear someone say that there are no bad dogs, just bad owners … ?
Lindsay and Ian Hart, Middlebury