Evening Star Newspaper, October 11, 1931, Page 95

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—OCTOBER 11 “Oh, isn't he a precious lamb? Isn’t he just the cunningest thing?” Apartment house dogs, especially the cute ones, are a great trial to eleva- tor boys. “I'm almost sure it rolled under here, Arthur.” This is an everyday scene in a city apartment where a dog is an important member of the family circle. So few dogs are willing to retrieve a ball that rolls under the furniture, you know. Katherine is generally one lap ahead of the com- mon herd, whether it's dogs or interior decorators. She’s gone intensely Victorian this year and has hought a pug. Oh, yes, they're breeding them again. “Gosh, Dorothy, this tub is full of dog hairs! Have you been giving Patrick another bath?” By W. E. Hill (Copyright. 1931, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate.) Dog owners di- vide human beings into two classes— those who like dogs and those who do not. Dogs do pretty much the same thing and know right away which humans are to be played with and which are to be barked at. Blackie hasn’t her muzzle on this bright October morning and her | master is giving the corner cop a wide berth. -V “Just a plate of hamburger night and morning, and sometimes a beef bone, but I can’t get her to care for vegetables.” Francie, the Peke, leads a very expensive life and almost never gets away from her mistress long enough to sniff at things in the gutter, which is a great sorrow to Francie. Here she is off for her daily motor ride. g