I really think that dogs have some means of communicating with each other, and have discovered that their old friends want to devour them.

The humblest of street curs growls when anyone looks at him.

_Figaro_ has a story that a man was followed for a mile by a party of dogs barking fiercely at his heels.

He could not understand to what their attentions were due, until he remembered that he had eaten a rat for his breakfast.

The friend of another journalist, who ate a dog called Fox, says that whenever anyone calls out "Fox" he feels an irresistible impulse which forces him to jump up.