With Brother Jeroboam, one thing’s for sure; this mustachioed preacher has spent his grizzled life traveling the highways and by-ways, with saddlebags stuffed with hard tracts and hard liquor, rousing backsliders in far-flung hamlets against the abomination of cats! “Vermin-puss!” as he states it.
He keeps coming back, year after year, like the very resurrection itself, preaching Hound freedom and staying true to your hound roots. He clearly sees through the greed, power and control that has been forced upon them by the cats.
He’s a true defender of the faith. Hound Faith.
With a voice as deep as riverbed gravel you’ll hear him growl,“Now pass the moonshine and let’s sing a hymn or two!”
