A DOCS LIFE

NZ Truth, Issue 1199, 22 November 1928, Page 19

A DOCS LIFE

Canines Take The Rest Cure

THERE is class distinction among A human beings, and though as friend Kipling tells us, the colonel's lady and Judy O'Grady are sisters be--neath the epidermis, it's a good long way down to that, m these days of cosmetics. ■„.-. But far greater is the gulf between top and bottom .. dog— between the pedigree Airedale or' Sealyham which turns up a disdainful nose at pedestrians from his sumptuous car, and the mere dog who lives from bone to bone. At Crossley's dog hospital, Tinakori Road, : Wellington, one sees some of the ways m which our best pups are prevented from coming to a bad, sad end. Dogs will be. dogs, and an Alsatian which is gazing longingly after somebody's seductive ankle doesn't always know just, what brand of car hit him. But no longer does Rachel have to weep for her foster children. A dog' is m a sad way irideed if he can't be patched up again by the clever fingers of our vets. >' .' . Snuggled up m a cosy basket, which is placed carefully before Vet. Crossley's kitchen fire, is -a very- proud lady Peke. She has something . 'to be proud of, too, for five babies, no- bigger than mice, are setting up a,' commotion which would make human' twins sound restrained. ; Their eyes are tight shut, they are as brown and shiny as: little seals, and the ordinary person might find them nothing remarkable; but their "mother knows that m time their coats will