If I had opened my mouth, and breathed through it, as I have seen some people doing, I would have been more comfortable, but dogs always like to breathe through their noses.
"You have taken more cold," said Miss Laura, this night, as she put my plate of food on the floor for me.

"Finish your meat, and then come and sit by the fire with me.

What! do you want more ?" I gave a little bark, so she filled my plate for the second time.

Miss Laura never allowed any one to meddle with us when we were eating.

One day she found Willie teasing me by snatching at a bone that I was gnawing.