Black Cat

Yesterday I almost got it. I saw it in the garden and I howled and barked and rushed out, and the cat ran across to the top of the garden. As it happened dad was there, painting the fence, so the cat turned and ran the other way, right in front of me. It was one black streak, the cat and me after it. But cats run fast and they can climb, so it escaped. Mom was pleased with me. She said she hoped that the cat would stop trying to get the birds in our garden, now that it knows that there is a fearsome dog in the house.