no DOG STORIES 



A CANINE MEMBER OF THE 

 S.P.C.A. 



\_June 1 8, 1892.] 



IF you think this little anecdote of canine 

 friendliness worthy of the Spectator, will you 

 insert it for me ? Last week a sick dog took 

 up its abode in the field behind our house, 

 and after seeing the poor thing lying there 

 for some time, I took it food and milk-and- 

 water. The next day it was still there, and 

 when I was going out to feed it, I saw that 

 a small pug was running about it, so I took 

 a whip out with me to drive it away. The 

 pug planted itself between me and the sick 

 dog, and barked at me savagely, but at last 

 I drove it away, and again gave food and 

 milk-and-water to my protege. The little 

 pug watched me for a few moments, and as 

 soon as he felt quite assured that my inten- 

 tions towards the sick dog were friendly, it 

 ran to me wagging its tail, leapt up to my 

 shoulder, and licked my face and hands, nor 

 would it touch the water till the invalid had 

 had all it wanted. I suppose that it was 



