Playing for the Hound

It was a winters night when his wagon came to a stop He was so bitterly cold, that he warmed up with hops. He would have played his clarinet, but no one was around. I would love to hear you! Said a mangy looking grizzly hound. So the old man took out his instrument and played his heart away. He and the hound became forever friends that day. He took him to the next town, and the rest of them after that. They both agreed on one thing- they would never get a cat.