A Canine Member Of The Spca

[June 18, 1892.]

If you think this little anecdote of canine friendliness worthy of the

Spectator, will you insert it for me? Last week a sick dog took up its

abode in the field behind our house, and after seeing the poor thing

lying there for some time, I took it food and milk-and-water. The next

day it was still there, and when I was going out to feed it, I saw that

a small pug was running about it, so
took a whip out with me to drive

it away. The pug planted itself between me and the sick dog, and barked

at me savagely, but at last I drove it away, and again gave food and

milk-and-water to my protege. The little pug watched me for a few

moments, and as soon as he felt quite assured that my intentions towards

the sick dog were friendly, it ran to me wagging its tail, leapt up to

my shoulder, and licked my face and hands, nor would it touch the water

till the invalid had had all it wanted. I suppose that it was satisfied

that its companion was in good hands, for it trotted happily away, and

did not appear upon the scene again.