
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sigh Look, I'm literally trapped narrating the birth of Hollow Hound because some film crew's truck decided to cosplay as a Transformer in Devil's Creek. Apparently electrical systems plus dead dog spirits equals "spooky valley patrol duty"? The physics make zero sense, but here we are with a spectral Good Boy whose job description is "haunt water features and rattle chains." I swear this mountain has worse WiFi than plot logic...
rolls eyes dramatically Oh fantastic, now I have to explain how Baylor Sandberg became the chosen vessel for Hollow Hound. Apparently his 948-rated throws kept landing near water hazards, which the spectral pooch interpreted as "fetch training." The ghost dog decided this PDGA-certified human understood proper retrieval protocol. Can a dead dog judge disc golf talent, or is this just paws-itively ridiculous?