Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1946-01-29
This and That
By Charles E. TraceUell.


Templeton Jones Is very fond Of
dogs.
He has a soft spot in his heart for
every breed, but his favorite is the
bulldog.
This is not to say that he does not
have great admiration for dachshunds,
and bird dogs, and many another, in
GLIDING the little lion dog, the peke.
1t is to say that the bulldog, in its
various forms, is his own peculiar
favorite.
Every person has his favorite dog.
That is what makes them all sell,
and find good homes.
The Scottie has always intrigued
Jones' mostly on account of its looks.
Having no close acquaintance with
the breed, he could not say as to its
personal qualities, its intelligence, and
so on.
The appearance of the fellow. so
black, with the cut of its ears, and the
general posture and outline
These are what appeal to him about
the dog.
Against 1t he held a somewhat quar-
relsome temperament, shared by most
terriers.
A Scottie is likely to run up barking
at you, as you go along the street.
Now this is one thing that our friend
Templeton Jones does not like In a
dog.
A friend of them all, he feels that
every dog should recognize this.
He would not ask of them that they
bark his name, or realize just who he
g M hal hal
matter where, should know him for a
friend
An unfriendly reception, therefore,
rubs him distinctly the wrong way. He
resents 1t.
Now and then some dog comes roaring
out OF driveway, or from behind a
house, seemingly determined to take a
chunk out of Jones left leg.
Temp Jones needs his legs. He can
not permit dogs to take pieces out of
them at will.
Accordingly, he greets such roaring
pooches with mixture of sternness
and indignation as BELTS the case.
One dog he tries to reason with, an
other he talks to sharply, still another
he greets with calmness.
X x y
"You can catch more flies with sugar
than with vinegar" is an old saying that
applies to dogs as well as to humans.
There is no telling however, about
the vagaries of the canine world, any
more than there is understanding of
human nature.
One dog will greet an individual with
friendliness, another will roar his head
of, for no apparent reason.
Persons who make friends with house
cats must expect wandering dogs to
recognize it.
They have marvellous smelling powers.
A cat may do no more than rub up
against the trouser leg, to leave an
odor which any proper dog can rec
ognize week later.
Templeton Jones recently greeted a
Scottie in his own block.
The dog was on the prowl, and when
Jones spoke to 1t. it looked intelligent,
but did not growl or bark back at him
A few days later, it had sleeted, and
up in the next block, where the trees
grow tall and thick, the ice lay on side
walks and streets.
Templeton Jones was picking his way
along, when suddenly out roared the
Scottie.
"Stop that!" cried Jones. "This is
difficult enough without you getting
into it,"
"Woof, woof," went the dog, coming
nearer.
Nov, listen," argued Jones. when
you were in my block I didn't bark at
you. So don't bark at me, when am
in your block"
The Scottie gravely looked at Temple
ton Jones, turned abruptly. and went
back around the house.
Jones swears that he understood every
word.