He slipped a dog collar around Pinocchio's neck and tightened it so that it would not come off.

A long iron chain was tied to the collar.

The other end of the chain was nailed to the wall.
"If tonight it should happen to rain," said the Farmer, "you can sleep in that little doghouse near-by, where you will find plenty of straw for a soft bed.

It has been Melampo's bed for three years, and it will be good enough for you.

And if, by any chance, any thieves should come, be sure to bark!" After this last warning, the Farmer went into the house and closed the door and barred it.
Poor Pinocchio huddled close to the doghouse more dead than alive from cold, hunger, and fright.