Miss Kitty suddenly spat at him.
Spot knew that that was a danger sign. And he gave a few short, sharp barks.
"There!" he muttered. "That ought to fetch Mrs. Green. If she's in the house she can't help hearing me."
Spot was right. In about a minute Farmer Green's wife came hurrying into the kitchen.
Old dog Spot jumped up and wagged his tail and gave a low-pitched bark as if to say, "I've saved your leg of mutton for you, Mrs. Green."
But she didn't understand him.
"You rascal!" Mrs. Green exclaimed. "You've been teasing the cat again. I can tell by the way she acts. Out you go!" And she opened the door.
Spot went.