Then Squinty looked at Don.
“You look like a nice dog,” said the little pig. “Can’t you come and let me out of the pen, some day when no one is looking? Do come! I’m tired of staying in here. Wuff! Wuff!”
“Bow-wow!” barked Don, and that was how he got to know Squinty, the comical pig.
“Will you come and bite a hole in the pen so I can get out?” asked Squinty of Don.
“Bow wow! No, that would not be right,” Don said, for he and the little pig could talk together in animal talk, which Bob, the boy, could not understand. Bob thought his dog and the pig were just grunting and squealing, and barking and whining. That goes to show you animals can do things we cannot do.
“No, I can’t let you out,” said Don, as his master set him down, and walked over toward the chicken coop, where the boy was going to fix the fence so the big rooster could not get out again.
But, just before they got there, something happened. There was a loud noise, and Bob’s sister Sallie screamed:
“Oh, Bob! The big black bull is loose! The big black bull has jumped over the pasture fence! Oh, Bob!”
“Come on, Don!” cried Bob. “There’s some work for us!”