The Happy Garden 



every right to be, for they work out very well in 

 theory. 



The dogs have guessed that we are thinking of 

 a walk, and are protesting vigorously at our delay. 

 Between Jane and John they have no thought of 

 judging. 



This way : round through the trees to the 

 southern gate in the wire fence, which marks the 

 bounds of the estate and serves to keep the rabbits 

 out, and the dogs and other animals in. 



Who says that dogs do not understand words ? 

 Their vocabulary, like our own, is limited to their 

 needs. When I say : " Water ! " they know per- 

 fectly well that we shall keep straight on at the 

 foot of the hills, until the time comes to turn to 

 the left and cross the road down to the river, where 

 they bathe. 



" Collars off ! " has a clear and definite meaning 

 to their minds, and they will stand still to be 

 undressed. 



The river is about half a mile from the garden, 

 and the dogs walk and run many times that 

 distance. . . . They are off on the scent of rabbits, 

 hares, pheasants, and squirrels, but they very 

 rarely catch anything. Once Luath caught a sitting 

 pheasant — (I hardly d'are tell the story) — carried 

 it half a mile, and buried it hard down in the soft 



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