St. Landry democrat., 1885-01-03
MUNKITTRlCK'S DOG.

MUNKITTRlCK'S DOG.
Live in the Country, and His Experiments
With Dog.
When I moved into the country, some
time ago, came to the conclusion that
1 must have a dog to be happy. So /
got one-an old-gold dog with one ear
and no tail. He was a gift dog, and I
never stared him in the mouth when he
had no muzzle on.
| had not owned him more than two
days before [ began to understand why
the man who gave him to me parted
with him so freely. 1t was because he
was such mischieyous dog. He was
the kind of dog that you could be
fond of stuffed, under glass case.
When got him he was shedding his
hair with the swiftness and prodigality
of a cheap toothbrush, and every time
he saw me with velvet ulster on he
would make it a point to jump on me
and cover me with his awful mayon-
naise hair. Everything in the house
that had plush on it, from the chair
cushions to the family photograph
album, had more or less dog-hair on it;
in fact, there was hair enough lying
around to cover four dogs.
He shed his hair so fast that I stopped
worrying, in the firm belief that he
would be entirely bald in day or two.
But he never got bald. For every hair
that fell out four new ones seemed to
come in to keep up the aftermath.
He had many unpleasant habits.
When I wanted to go anywere alone he
would insist on following me; and when
I called him he would turn and run for
his life, under the impression that he
was going to be cufed and beaten.
He had no virtue as Watchdog. He
wouldn't watch anything that he
couldn't eat, and he would only watch
that long enough to get q chance to
steal it. He had a great habit of bury
ing his food in my bed. He would
carry all sorts of bones up stairs, and
get under the clothes with them, and
leave them there. Then, in the middle
of the night, would roll over and get
all those bones right in the small of my
back, and be madden than ever I was
since I slept with my lesser brother,
who ate crackers in bed.
Another unhappy trick of the dogs
was to rush into my room in the morn
ing, and Jump ON the bed, and COM
mence walking and running on me.
/ would frequently wake as from a
and find the dog walking
on my eye. After yearning and wiping
the dog out of my eyes, would hurl
him on the floor with dull, sickening
thud, and that would be the last of him
until breakfast-time.
called him Arthur, after King Ar
thur of the Table Round, because he was
always round the table.
The most difficult think l ever under
took to do was to put Arthur out at
night. could push him out through
the door, but he would rush back be-
fore | could close it, and be under the
table looking at me to see what was
going to do next. The only way could
get him out was to carry him, close the
door after me, deposit him on the
ground, and climb in through window.
Then Arthur would set up a howl, and
keep it up until was glad to let him in
for the sake of peace.
1t was very difficult to catch him
when he didn't want to be caught. I
have fshed for him with meat-coyered
pickerel-hook, and chased him with
scap-net in vain.
One day | set large rat-trap for fox
es out in the hennery and covered it
with straw. 1t was baited with mutton.
Arthur smelled it in his rambles, and
put his nose down on it a little too hard;
for, before he knew it, the saW-edged
semicircles jumped off the floor, grabbed
him behind the ears, I'D asphyxiated
him on the spotah ~
He now sleeps beg1nath the oxssyed
daisies, where the mlStzleAz,Se brick, and
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The husband NJ Mrs. Palmer. of |