Why didn’t Bowser the hound eat his dinner – introduction
In today’s story, we ask the question, “why didn’t Bowser the hound eat his dinner?‘ It seems such a strange thing for a dog to skip dinner, so let’s find out why.
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Bowser The Hound really loves to hunt just for the pleasure of the chase. He hunts to kill other animals and to enjoy the pleasure of using that amazing nose of his. Bowser also enjoyed the excitement of trying to catch other animals, especially Granny or Reddy Fox.
Farmer Brown’s on had put away his dreadful gun because he no longer wanted to kill the little animals of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows. He now wanted to make them his friends.
Why Didn’t Bowser The Hound Eat His Dinner?
The thing you’ve puzzled most about
Is simple once you’ve found it out.
—Old Granny Fox.
Farmer Brown’s son had begun to chain Bowser the hound
Bowser had missed the exciting hunts he used to enjoy so much with Farmer Brown’s son. As a result, Bowser had formed the habit of slipping away alone for a hunt every now and then.
When Farmer Brown’s son discovered this, he got a chain and chained Bowser to his little house to keep him from running away and hunting on the sly.
Of course Bowser wasn’t kept chained all the time. Oh, my, no! When his master was about, where he could keep an eye on Bowser, he would let him go free. But whenever he was going away and didn’t want to take Bowser with him, he would chain Bowser up.
Now Bowser always had one good big meal a day. He had scraps or a bone now and then, but once a day he had one good big meal served to him in a large tin pan. If he happened to be chained, it was brought out to him. If not, it was given to him just outside the kitchen door.
Granny Fox had studied Bowser’s habits
Granny Fox knew all about this. Sly old Granny makes it her business to know the affairs of other people around her because there is no telling when such knowledge may be of use to her.
Granny had watched Bowser the Hound when he and his master had no idea at all that she was anywhere around. She had found out his ways, the usual hour for his dinner and just how far that chain would allow him to go.
Granny had stored Bowser’s habits in that shrewd old head of hers and was very sure that she and Reddy could take Bowser’s dinner away from him.
It was just around Bowser’s dinner-time when Granny and Reddy trotted across the snow-covered fields and crept behind the barn until they could peep around the corner.
No one was in sight, not even Bowser. He was inside his warm little house at the end of the long shed at the back of Farmer Brown’s house. Granny saw that he was chained and a sly grin crept over her face.
She whispered to Reddy:
“You stay right here and watch until his dinner is brought out to him. As soon as the person returns to the house, walk out so Bowser will see you.”
“When he sees you, he’ll forget all about his dinner. Sit down where he can see you. Stay there until you see that I have got that dinner or until you hear somebody coming.”
“Someone is sure to come, because Bowser will make a great racket. When I get the dinner, slip around to the back of the barn and join me at the back of that shed.”
Reddy sat down to watch Bowser
Reddy sat down to watch, and Granny left him. Mrs. Brown soon came out of the house with a pan full of good things. She put it down in front of Bowser’s little house and called to him.
She turned and hurried back inside, because it was very cold. Bowser came out of his little house, yawned and stretched lazily.
It was time for Reddy to do his part. Out he walked and sat down right in front of Bowser.
Reddy grinned at the dog. Bowser stared for a minute as if he doubted his own eyes. Such impudence! Bowser growled. Then with a yelp he sprang towards Reddy.
Now the chain that held him was long, but Reddy had taken care not to get too near. Of course, Bowser couldn’t reach him.
Bowser tugged at his chain with all his might. He yelped and barked frantically, but Reddy just sat there and grinned in the most provoking manner. It was great fun to tease Bowser this way.
Granny grabbed the pan with Bowser’s dinner
Meanwhile old Granny Fox had crept out from around the corner of the shed. She got hold of the edge of the pan with her teeth and pulled it around the corner and out of sight.
If she made any noise, Bowser didn’t hear it. He was making too much noise himself and was too excited. Reddy soon heard the sound of an opening door. Mrs. Brown was coming to see what all the fuss was about.
Like a flash Reddy darted behind the barn, and all Mrs. Brown saw was Bowser tugging at his chain as he whined and yelped excitedly.
“I guess he must have seen a stray cat or something,” said Mrs. Brown. She went back in the house. Bowser continued to whine and tug at his chain for a few minutes.
Then he gave it up and, growling deep in his throat, turned to eat his dinner. But there wasn’t any dinner! It had disappeared, pan and all! Bowser couldn’t understand it at all.
Granny and Reddy Fox licked that pan clean. They licked it until it was polished. Then, with little sighs of satisfaction, and frequent chuckles, they trotted happily home.