I was always devising means of making life more tolerable, and amongst other things I made a sort of swing, which I found extremely useful in beguiling time.

I would also practise jumping with long poles.
One day I captured a young pelican, and trained him to accompany me in my walks and assist me in my fishing operations.

He also acted as a decoy.
Frequently I would hide myself in some grass, whilst my pet bird walked a few yards away to attract his fellows.

Presently he would be joined by a whole flock, many of which I lassoed, or shot with my bow and arrows.
But for my dog--my almost human Bruno--I think I must have died.

I used to talk to him precisely as though he were a human being.