I can't win him.

He minds me now because I licked him, an' once good an' hard when he bit me....

But he doesn't cotton to me worth a damn.

He's gettin' fond of Miss Columbine, an' I believe might make a good watch-dog for her.

Where'd he come from, Belllounds ?" "Wal, if I don't disremember he was born in a prairie-schooner, comin' across the plains.