From Carlson's point of view list word that describe Candy's dog.

"Well, I can't stand him in here," said Carlson. "That stink hangs around even after he's gone." He walked over with his heavy-legged stride and looked down at the dog.

"Got no teeth," he said. "He's all stiff with rheumatism. He ain't no good to you, Candy. An' he ain't no good to himself. Why'n't you shoot him, Candy?"

In Carlson's opinion, Candy's dog stinks, he's got rheumatism, and he hasn't any teeth.