A bird swooped and dove over the beagle cackling like a crow.

"Rogue, Rogue girl you gotta come here and see this!" The bird wanted to find a stick to throw for it.

The woman came after quickly following the bird and couldn't help but be charmed by the dog.

"Hey there. I.P.? That's a different name. Ah'm Rogue and this here's Hiram," The bird offered his own greeting by way of dropping a stick.

"Fetch." The bird intoned in a deep southern accent.