A Dog's Tale by Mark Twain; Part III

The story of a loyal household pet; written by Mark Twain.

Intermediate

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Other times I lay on the floor in the mistress's work-room and slept. She gently used me for a foot-stool. She knew it pleased me, for it was a caress. Other times I spent an hour in the nursery. I got well tousled and made happy. Other times I watched by the crib there. When the baby was asleep and the nurse out for a few minutes on the baby's affairs. Other times I romped and raced through the grounds and the garden with Sadie till we were tired out. Then slumbered on the grass in the shade of a tree while she read her book. Other times I went visiting among the neighbor dogs. There were some most pleasant ones not far away. And there was a very handsome and courteous and graceful one, a curly-haired Irish setter by the name of Robin Adair. He was a Presbyterian like me. And belonged to the Scotch minister. The servants in our house were all kind to me. They were fond of me. So, as you see, mine was a pleasant life.