It's only when he scratches up a measly one-grain quick-lunch that he calls up the hens and stands noble and self-sacrificin' to one side.

That ain't the point, which is, that after two months I had them long-laigs so they'd drop everythin' and come kitin' at the HONK-HONK of that horn.

It was a purty sight to see 'em, sailin' in from all directions twenty foot at a stride.

I was proud of 'em, and named 'em the Honk-honk Breed.

We didn't have no others, for by now the coyotes and bob-cats had nailed the straight-breds.