The Tales of Huckleberry Hound: Season 1

4. You Oughta Be on TV!

It was another lovely day at the jazz club, and Huckleberry Hound was on stage, dancing and singing another one of his favorite songs.

"Button up your overcoat

When the wind is free

Take good care of yourself

You belong to me

Oh, eat an apple every day

Get to bed by three

Take good care of yourself

You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh

Don't eat meat, ooh, ooh

Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh

You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch

When you're on a spree

Take good care of yourself

You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh

Or on nails, ooh, ooh

Or third rails, ooh, ooh

You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Oh, button up your overcoat

When the wind is free

Take good care of yourself

You belong to me!"

As he finished his song, the audience burst into thunderous cheers and applause. "Thank you!" Huck said as he took a bow. "Thank you! Oh, you're too kind!"

Just then, he heard somebody calling out "That's my great grandson!"

"Who said that?" Huck wondered as he started looking around.

"Over here, sonny boy!"

There sat a hound dog that looked almost exactly like Huck, but with a white scarf and cowboy hat. He also had heavy bags under his eyes, indicating his older age. Huck beamed with joy when he saw the elder hound.

"Grandpappy!!" he shouted.

He ran off the stage and over to his great grandfather for a big hug!

"Howdy sonny boy!" the elder hound greeted as he wrapped his arms around Huck.

"I missed you so much!!" Huck beamed.

"I never thought I'd see you here in Californey!" Grandpappy Hound replied. "Just lookit you, all growed up, why you look so much like your daddy now...and what's this?" He lifted his cane and gave Huck a slight poke in the belly. "Hmm, puttin' on a little weight there, huh? You're gettin' soft, sonny! I guess you ain't havin' to worry about eatin' well!" Then he broke into a wheezy chuckle.

Huck began to laugh as well. "You could say I've been eating a lot of ice cream sundaes for breakfast!"

"Well that explains it! Shoot, I should'a known your Ma' was spoilin' you pups. Back in my day we didn't have none of that fancy sweet stuff you kids have now. No siree...our dessert came from them prickly pear cactus!"

"Well now, I didn't forget about how to live off the land, Grandpappy," Huck said sheepishly. "But what with all the diners in this here city, I guess I don't really need to."