“Let’s go home and tell mamma!” cried Prince.
Tucking their little tails, like lead pencils, between their legs, home they wobbled to the kennel.
“Oh mamma!” barked Don as he saw the mother dog. “You can’t guess what happened to us.”
“No!” cried Prince. “We saw another puppy dog, and his tail was so big! And his back was all humped up, and he made a funny noise and stuck something sharp in our noses, and it hurt.”
“That’s what it did!” cried Don, and he rubbed his nose with his paw.
“Oh, you funny puppy dogs!” exclaimed Mrs. Gurr. “What you saw was not a little dog.”
“What was it then?” asked Don. “It had four legs and a tail.”
“Well, everything that has four legs and a tail isn’t a puppy,” said the mother dog. “That was a cat, and cats almost always scratch dogs, just as we dogs almost always chase cats.”
“Oh! then if that was a cat we forgot to chase it!” cried Don. “We didn’t know we had to. Come on back, Prince, and we’ll chase it.”