Don; The Story of a Greedy Dog

'Daisy, dearest,' said Miss Millikin anxiously to her niece one afternoon, 'do you think poor Don is quite the thing? He has seemed so very languid these last few days, and he is certainly losing his figure!'

Daisy was absorbed in a rather ambitious attempt to sketch the lake from the open windows of Applethwaite Cottage, and did not look up from her drawing immediately. When she did speak her reply might perhaps have been more sympathetic. 'He _eats_ such a lot, auntie! ' she said. 'Yes, Don, we _are_ talking about you. You know you eat too much, and that's the reason you're so disgracefully fat!'