...oh, and... more fun with language.
Imagine a shack deep in the Louisiana bayou, 'gator hides nailed on the wall to dry; a nice still simmering around the corner, a vintage pickup of undermined ancestry up on blocks in the yard. This is Cajun country.
There's a hound-dog snoozing in front of his doghouse. On the doghouse is a board with the dog's name. It's common, conventional, and obvious as hell, I promise 3x e- beers to whosoever first guesses correctly.
Hint: spelling counts.