“We brought a dog home,” cried Bobby.
“Come out and see him,” urged Meg, clinging to her Mother’s hand. “He’s a dear little dog, and I love him already.”
CHAPTER II
AN INVITATION
The Blossoms all went back to the garage and found Sam bending over the sick dog.
“He’s a cute little fellow, Mr. Blossom,” said Sam. “Just a pup, too. Shouldn’t wonder if he turned out to be a good ratter when his leg gets well.”
That was the highest praise Sam could give a dog, and Meg and Bobby were delighted.
“May we keep him, Mother?” they urged. “He can live in the garage. Please, Mother.”