Don, a Runaway Dog: His Many Adventures

Don was one of five little puppies. With his brothers and sisters he cuddled up close to Mrs. Gurr, the mother dog, to keep warm, for it was rather cool for little dogs, even though there was plenty of straw in the kennel, or house, where they lived. Don shivered and trembled, but when his mother put her soft, warm paw over him and the other little dogs, Don felt better. Don was such a little puppy that, as yet, his eyes were not open. I suppose they were made to stay closed until he grew to be a little stronger, for the sunlight was very bright outside of the kennel, and Don might have squinted, had his eyes been open. But then Don and his brothers and sisters did not need to see much when they were so little. "I can tell you everything that happens," said Mrs. Gurr, the mamma dog. "You little puppies just stay close together when I go out to get a bone, or something else to eat, and you will keep warm, and nothing will happen to you. "Humm! Humm! Humm!" whined Don. He really was the largest and strongest of the litter of puppies, and perhaps that is why he seemed to come first. "What's that you're saying?" asked his mother. For you know, doggies have a language of their own. They cannot speak as we do, but they can understand when we speak to them. Dogs are smarter in some ways than we are. They can understand, and know, what we say to them, but we can only guess at what they say, when they bark, growl or whine.

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