“It’s to have your dog swing on the trapeze!” cried George. “We could make a little trapeze for him, and have him get up on it by a little ladder, same as he did to-day. Then he can swing and the people will clap like anything.”
“Dogs can’t swing on trapezes!” declared Charlie.
“Yes, they can, too! I’ve seen ’em in a theater!” boasted George. “All you have to do is to hang their front legs over like this,” and he pointed to the place where Patter’s front legs joined his body.
“I wonder if we could do it without hurting him?” asked Bunny.
“Sure you can!” declared George.
“And if you can’t do it that way I know another,” said Charlie.
“How?” chorused the other boys.
“We can tie a piece of leather to the bar of the trapeze and have Patter hold it in his teeth,” said Charlie. “Dogs have got an awful strong grip in their teeth. Patter can hold on by his teeth to the trapeze.”
“Both ways are good. We’ll try both ways,” decided Bunny.
While the boys were getting ready to put the trick dog on the trapeze, a voice was heard calling in the main part of the barn: