The Dog Invited to Supper


115. THE DOG INVITED TO SUPPER. A Gentleman, having prepared a great feast, invited a Friend to supper; and the Gentleman’s Dog, meeting the Friend’s Dog, “Come,” said he, “my good fellow, and sup with us to-night.”
The Dog was delighted with the invitation, and as he stood by and saw the preparations for the feast, said to himself, “Capital fare indeed! This is, in truth, good luck. I shall revel in dainties, and I will take good care to lay in an ample stock tonight, for I may have nothing to eat to-morrow.” As he said this to himself, he wagged his tail, and gave a sly look at his friend who had invited him.
But his tail wagging to and fro caught the cook’s eye, who seeing a stranger, straightway seized him by the legs, and threw him out of window. When he reached the ground, he set off yelping down the street; upon which the neighbours’ Dogs ran up to him, and asked him how he liked his supper.
“I’faith,” said he, with a sorry smile, “I hardly know, for we drank so deep that I can’t even tell you which way I got out of the house.”
They who enter by the back stairs may expect to be shown out at the window. [more info]

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