It would take too long to tell you of all this little dog and cat had to bear, for many days.
Often without food, in the wind and the rain, and on the cold ground at night, what a change after the good home they had left!
Day by day they grew more thin and weak.
Bow-Wow's black coat was all rusty and dusty; his bones looked as if they must come through his skin.
As for Mew-Mew's fur, you would not think it ever could have been white at all, it was in such a sad state.
She used to wash her paws, and her face, two or three times a day; she would have done more if she could.
Once they went near a house, in the hope that some food might be given them, but some bad boys cast stones at them, and drove them away.