The hound-dog came up and sat down to kick a patch of flea-invaded territory which lay behind his left ear.
Between us sat the hound-dog, a prey to melancholy unutterable.
A hound-dog stuck his wistful face into the door, seeking an invitation to enter.
A contemptible man, esp a womanchaser
[1940s+;aSouthernismpopularizedbyanElvis Presley song lyric: ''Ain't nothin' but a hound dog'']