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Bodger up, sometimes like a clown, or glueing a paper hat, with feathers, on his 
head with B. V. R. printed on his ribs, for these special occasions, and many a 
time Bodger was seen in all his glory, whilst the firing was going on, flying about 
in front and having a good time. Later on the dog would go out to Colaba of 
his own accord in the early morning to witness the rifle shooting and come back 
again after it was over, He was very fond of the gun, and accompanied me on 
several shooting trips, and would go the whole day if allowed. He was, however, 
of not much use except to retrieving duck, and that he was very good at and sel- 
dom lost one in rushes, He was, however, a little hard on them if they were only 
wounded, but did not maul them when dead. One evening, coming back from 
Thana, I put him loose in the guard’s van. He, however, got outat Bhandup 
Station, and was not missed until I looked for him at Byculla. ‘The guard, not 
seeing the dog in the van when he left Bhandup, thought I had taken him in the 
carriage with me, I was living then at the Chummery, Mahaluxmi, and although 
he had not been over the ground before, he turned up about 1 o'clock in the 
morning. Bodger had a most retentive memory. He was always open to fight 
any dog when set on, but when left to himself he took stock of his adversary and 
seldom attacked unless he felt sure in his own mind that he would get the best 
of it. At times his judgment was wrong and he accepted his punishment, but 
he never forgot the dog or forgave the man to whom the dog belonged, and 
whenever he met either, his whole attitude altered, the hair on his back stood 
up, the point of his tail dug deeper into his spine, and he would growl and 
walk past slowly, but never attempted t renew hostilities. Wehad many dogs 
at the Chummery and he held his own until four of them attacked him at once, 
and Bodger soon became the rope part in the tug-of-war, He, however, bided his 
time, and when he got them later on separately he warmed them. Bodger also 
had an aversion to being laughed at or made ridiculous. On one occasion, 
when our tame black buck doe came in after dinner at the Chummery to have 
a few scraps, | tied Bodger to the end of the rope attached to the buck and 
told him to keep it in order, Two dogs commencing to quarrel frightened the 
buck, who made for the door, capsized the boy coming in, and made off into the 
compound, dragging poor old Bodger with him ; we gave chase and soon found 
them brought to a standstill on either side of a tree, Bodger was released, but 
for many days he would not come into the house or have anything to do with 
any one in the Chummery. He was more hurt in mind than body, although 
he turned more summersaults in that short time than any clown in a circus. 
Bodger, or rather “Chevalier de Boze” as he was called for the occasion, 
appeared once at the Gymkhana dog show—I forget in what class—but for 
some time he was not recognised, asa mixture of burnt cork and beer had 
been well rubbed into his skin, which had given him a beautiful iron grey 
appearance, It is needless to say he did not take a prize, neither did he appear 
to enter into the fun of the thing, as was shown by his sulking at the show 
and not taking the slightest notice of those who had had a hand in changing his 
