BRUNO 



There was a three-cornered discussion at bed- 

 time about where our new pet was to sleep. 

 Julius and I did the talking, while Bruno sat 

 upright I called it " standing up before, and 

 sitting down behind," his ears cocked up, look- 

 ing from one to the other as we spoke, seeming 

 to understand all that was said. It was finally 

 decided to make him a bed on the floor beside 

 ours, so that he would not be lonesome. 



Several times in the night we were startled 

 by his cries. He moaned and whined in his 

 sleep, evidently having bad dreams. Julius 

 would call to him until he was broad awake, 

 then reach down and pat him till his tail began 

 to thump the floor, and he would rise and wind 

 himself up by going round and round on his 

 bed, then drop, to go off again into an uneasy 

 snooze. We did not sleep much. Towards 

 morning we were awakened from a first sound 

 nap, finding ourselves violently crowded and 

 pushed. Julius sprang out of bed and lighted 

 a candle. There was Bruno monopolizing half 

 of our bed. 



It was daylight before we could convince him 

 that his bed was on the floor and that he was 

 expected to occupy it. 



The next afternoon, I ventured to take Bruno 



