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  The five puppies were whelped on Christmas Eve, and at birth looked none too promising. Three were black and white, and two solid black! At three weeks they were showing definite characteristics of temperament. One little black bitch was as coy and loving as her mother. A pat on her sleek black head sent her into spasms of delight. The other black, a bitch also, was the show-off in the litter, and her chief delight was in annoying the others when she was not making a play for my attention.

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  The baby of the lot was a little fellow so small that he had to be helped at feeding time to keep his place in the line-up of voracious youngsters. The consensus of opinion among the breeders who saw him was that I should do away with him and give the others that much more chance to develop, but he was so beautifully marked that I could not bring myself to do it. When he started stumbling around, the others bullied him and made his life miserable, until the day he discovered that he had teeth and that they were of some use to him. Then it was a different story. He was small but he had plenty of courage, and it was not long before they all learned to respect his rights. And he was the first of my dogs to sign on for active service as mascot on a destroyer.

  The baby of the lot was a little fellow so small that he had to be helped at feeding time to keep his place in the line-up of voracious youngsters. The consensus of opinion among the breeders who saw him was that I should do away with him and give the others that much more chance to develop, but he was so beautifully marked that I could not bring myself to do it. When he started stumbling around, the others bullied him and made his life miserable, until the day he discovered that he had teeth and that they were of some use to him. Then it was a different story. He was small but he had plenty of courage, and it was not long before they all learned to respect his rights. And he was the first of my dogs to sign on for active service as mascot on a destroyer.

  The fourth puppy had little of his sire's aggressiveness. He was a happy little dog who learned his lessons in public sanitation quickly, and generally respected the rights of others.

  The fifth, however, was the bully of the litter. He looked about as unpromising as any puppy could, but he was aggressive and he was his mother's favorite. He was always at the front of the line at meal-time. At two weeks he had grown so much bigger that he could push his way in wherever he choose, and he always chose the very best nipple. By the time he was six months old he was a swaggering bully, and I had to prove to him that I was boss. It took the laying on of hands nine times in two days, but at the end of that time he knew. I felt brutal when I whipped him, but in his case it was the only way. From then on I never had to raise my voice to him, much less punish him. And when the fall show came around, he won the trophy for the best puppy, hands down.
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