After a while Don met another dog, named Rover, who lived on the next farm.
“Hello!” exclaimed Rover, speaking in dog language of course, and wagging his tail. “Glad to see you, Don. Where you going?”
“Oh, no place, special,” answered Don. He was wondering whether he might not tell Rover about running away, and ask the other dog to come with him.
“A dog to run away with would be all right,” thought Don, “but not a cat. I guess I’ll ask Rover.”
So Don said:
“To tell you the truth, Rover, I don’t know just where I am going. I am running away, to see the world, and have some adventures, and perhaps you’d like to come with me.”
“What! Running away?” cried Rover. “Not for me! I’m going to stay home!”
“But think of the adventures we’ll have,” said Don. “Come on!”
“No, thank you,” answered Rover. “Once I ran away, and I was glad enough to run back again. You will be, too.”
“Oh, I don’t think so,” said Don. “Besides, so many of the animals on our farm are talking of running away, that I thought if I went, and came back to tell them all about it, they wouldn’t want to run any more.”