Evening star., 1925-06-05
THIS AND THAT
BY CHARLES e. TRACEWELL.


Wolf and Rex are the canine Da
mon and Pythias of Estey alley. The
Airedale and his nondescript buddy
are always up to tricks.
| Perhaps 1t should be explained that
rex Is the son of Tippie, red-eyed
Cog OF war, chip off the old block
| II tnere ever was one.
ripple has a bushy tail he carries
III q proud curve over his back, like
d marry banner waving him on to bat
tle. ReX, being a cross between this
lcpuhlryFlooking dog and a bulldog
may properly be called nondescript.
rex mas arrived at that ambiguous
stage In dogs life when he is nc
longer puppy but has not arrived
d mans estate. But he Is arriving
ana how he loves to run and romp
with old Wolf! The two dogs may
De seen Looping up and down Estey
aley almost any time. scufiing, roll
ing over, biting. kicking, paving each
10 move is the highest aim of a
ues. lie wants motion, and plenty
VI IL Put him In an automobile, he
snJoys II immensely. even though il
os inotion at second hand. He Is full
OF lie, and must express it. Lets
So!' Is his motto.
Let the proud cat sit on the back
porch-your good dog must stretch
the muscles of his legs, get his chest
neaVlng, feel all the exquisite sensi
Diities or the animal on the move.
ne dog Is the true athlete of the
amman world, because he is never
nappy except when he is at his favor
ite sport, Amusement is his sole OBJ
1ee'' he hkes man because man
700 appreciates motion, and Is always
ready to help him secure it.
\ v
Wolf and Rex were up early the
btner morning, before any of the
other Inhabitants of the alley had
even turned over preparatory to an,
other snooze.
The milkman had just delivered
nus bottled wares at several homes,
leaving the back gates open, as was
ms unfortunate custom. The milk
man, OF course. did not remain long
enough to see why his action was
unfortunate
No doubt If one had upbraided him
for it, he would have replied: II amt
got time to bother about shutting
gates. l got to deliver milk, and
When put 1t up there on the porch
my job is done until tomorrow"
OF course, the milkman did not
reckon with Rex and his pal. Wolf
" men the dispenser of lacteal fluid
went along, Wolf was sleeping snug.
~ In his own back yard, while Rex
had just opened his own eyes in his
own dog house.
A rev barks at the passing milk
man whetted ReX's appetite to get up
and look for Wolf. The latter dog,
down the alley. had come to 81 ike
determination about Rexie.
Issuing forth, each dog from his
own place, they met in the exact GEN.
tef or the way, where they at once
engaged in a running, biting contest,
each curving his neck, waving his
tail and swapping vigorously at the
other.
Rex rolled over, paws in air, while
Wof proceeded TO walk up and down
on his frame. After this preliminary
exercise. the positions were reversed
W of playing the part of underdog,
allowing the slighter Rex to give him
a bit Of massage.
This no sooner done than both dogs
spted the open gate of the house
thereby With one accord they raced
UP the walk.
Here was o'clock sport, indeed.
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"H'yah, Rex! H'yah, Rex" barked
Wolf. hitting only the high spots
rounding the garage on the way to a
delectable looking garbage can.