Ah, Welcome Home, a quaint little neighborhood filled with groovy people and serendipity. Today was just like any other, still nice and warm. And just like any day here, a particular dog was up and about.

Laying on the green grass, ears up in frustration, Barnaby B. Beagle wrote on a piece of paper. “Drat. Comin’ up with jokes is gettin’ harder and harder. Suppose that’s cuz I keep outdoin’ myself.” With a short sigh, he puts his pencil down. There was no denying it, the beagle was in a creative rut. If only there was someone who could inspire him…