In the public market the butcher’s scale banged down with a clank. The butcher grinned first at the pointer, then at me. The meat on the scale was worth far more than I was paying. “Bobtails,” murmured the butcher caressingly–“Bobtails is good dogs!…’Member the little ‘un I bought from…
Author: Emily Carr
The earth was fairly peppered with David Harbin’s cousins. No matter what part of the world was mentioned David said, “I have a cousin out there.” David was a London lawyer. During law vacation he visited cousins all over the world. He always came to see me when visiting…
Only once did I come upon a Bobbie who was a near-fool; he was a dog I bought because of his registration, for I went on coveting registration for my dogs. Lorenzo was advertised: “A magnificent specimen of the noble breed–registered name–‘Lorenzo.’” He was impressive enough on paper;…