(Or should that title be “Music To Bark By”?)

I know some folks who are involved with dog rescue groups (Lucky Dog Animal Rescue and Homeward Trails Animal Rescue). As a result, I get to see a lot of photos of dogs that are available for adoption. Frequently, these are puppies which are being fostered (along with their mother) until they are old enough to be weaned. On occasion, they’ll also share when dogs are being transported away from areas with high-kill shelters.

This causes problems (not big problems to be certain).

First, I want the dogs. All. The. Dogs. I don’t have room to raise more dogs, but that does little to stop the wanting.

Second, and perhaps more significantly, my weird brain makes all sorts of random associations. Often associations with songs.

With apologies to the late Jerry Reed:

🎶 Eastbound and down, loaded up with puppies,
We gonna do what they say can’t be done.
We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there,
I’m eastbound, just watch those pup dogs run. 🎶

And with that out of the way, here’s the original version of the song.

(Cover image created via Dall-E.)