White-Ear and Peter, the Story of a Fox and a Fox-Terrier #224377

Peter was the name of a little fox-terrier, brimming with life and energy. In the stables he behaved like an autocrat, and woe to the dog that ventured to challenge his supremacy! He was not disinclined to extend his sway to the kennels as well, where the great fox-hounds had their quarters, but there he was repulsed with determination by Dreadnought, senior hound and great-grandfather of the kennel. Peter had to content himself with holding command in the stables, but here, by way of compensation, he lorded it supreme. The hour was nine in the evening. All was quiet in the stables, the day's work ended. Peter entered upon his usual round of inspection to see whether all was in order, before finally going up to Black Diamond, the Master's favourite mare, in whose stall he spent the night.