The Mad Dog
As I came up the road a car passed me and when it reached the junction of the lane a dog that had been hiding in the hedge sprang out and went whirling himself along, barking at the wheels and running so close to them that he was in danger of being killed. I met the dog coming back, but at that moment a motor-cyclist came thundering along and the dog could not restrain himself. Off he went again, his legs going in a mad gallop and his tail beating the road as he barked his challenge. I was sorry for the dog. Once an 'animal gets such a bad habit it is not long before a wheel passes over its body and it is 'maimed or killed. Later on I met the same dog once more. I stopped and looked at him, shaking my head, and a man who was passing laughed. " He's got it coming to him, that one," he remarked. I agree& sadly. The dog wagged his tail and grovelled as I patted him.
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