One hundred years ago
Sir, — You often give us pleasant anecdotes of our four-footed friends. You may think the following worthy of record. I have a little dog, a not particularly well-bred fox terrier. He is much attached to me, and shows by his obedience, and sometimes in his dis- obedience, that he understands a good deal. Yesterday I was away all day, and he, I am told, was very uneasy, and searched everywhere for me. Every day at 5 p.m. I go to church. 'Toby' seems to know this is not an ordinary walk, and never offers to come with me. But yesterday, when the bell began, he started off and took up his position by the vestry door. I believe he reasoned with himself, — 'There goes the bell; now I shall catch the Vicar.' I am, Sir, &c., • WILLIAM QUENNELL The Vicarage, Tring, July 14 Spectator, 24 July 1886
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