THE WEST HIGHLAND WHITE TERRIER. 
Terrier, which at present rules the roost, 
dates from 1879 as a show dog. 
I therefore earnestly hope that no fancy 
will arise about these dogs which will 
make them less hardy, less wise, less com- 
panionable, less active, or less desperate 
fighters underground than they are at 
present. A young dog that I gave to a 
keeper got its stomach torn open in a 
fight. It came out of the cairn to its master 
to be helped. He put the 
entrails back to the best of 
his ability, and then the dog 
slipped out of his hands to 
finish the fight, and forced 
the fox out into the open! 
That is the spirit of the 
breed ; but, alas, that cannot 
be exhibited on the show 
bench. They do say that 
a keeper of mine, when 
chaffed by the ‘“ fancy” 
about the baby faces of his 
“lot,” was driven to ask, 
“Well, can any of you 
gentlemen oblige me with a 
cat, and J’ll show you?” 
I did not hear him say it, 
so it may only be a tale. 
Anyhow, I have in my 
kennel a dog who, at ten 
months old, met a vixen fox 
as she was bolting out of 
her cairn, and he at once 
caught her by the throat, 
stuck to her till the pack 
came up, and then on till 
she was killed. In the course of one month 
his wounds were healed, and he had two 
other classical fights, one with a cat and 
the other with a dog fox. Not bad for a 
pup with a “ baby face ” ? 
I am sorry to say that the foxes about 
my place are nearly cleared out, but be- 
tween 1894 and 1899 603 foxes were killed 
and counted above ground on this property 
alone. I have not the lists complete for 
the subsequent years, but we killed 74 foxes 
and four otters between Igoz2 and 1905. 
In future I must do “tod” hunter for 
my friends. 
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J trust I have not tired my readers, and 
that they understand that the West High- 
land White Terriers are not White Aber- 
deens, not a new invention, but have a 
most respectable ancestry of their own. I 
add the formal list of points, but this is 
the work of show bench experts—and it 
will be seen from what I have written 
that I do not agree with them on certain 
particulars. There should be feather to a 
COLONEL MALCOLM's SONNY 
BY DOICHIOLL——FIORACH. 
fair degree on the tail, but if experts will 
not allow it, put rosin on your hands and 
pull the hair out—and the rosin will win your 
prize. The eye should not be sunk, which 
gives the sulky look of the ‘Scotch” Terrier, 
but should be full and bright, and the ex- 
pression friendly and confiding. The skull 
should not be narrow anywhere. It is almost 
impossible to get black nails in a dog of 
pure breed and the black soon wears off the 
pad work, so folk must understand this. On 
two occasions recently I have shown dogs, 
acknowledged, as dogs, to be quite first class, 
“but, you see, they are not the proper” 
