A WISE TERRIER.

Putaruru Press, Volume VIII, Issue 349, 31 July 1930, Page 7

A WISE TERRIER.

A remarkable story of a dog belonging to the late M. Clemenceau, which used to hire cabs, is being told in Paris (says the correspondent in th*t city of the London Daily Telegraph). M. Clemenceau’s dog was a fox-ter-rier. The animal, as independent as its master, used to go for long rambles about Paris. When it was tired it would jump into a stationary cab and sit down. As often as the driver turned it out it returned, until the driver became sufficiently interested to examine its collar—which bore the name of its famous master. Then the driver, anticipating a liberal tip, invariably drove it home. It is perhaps natural that many stories should be told illustrating the intelligence- lof what foreigners regard as the national dog, the poodle. One of the most authentic concerns a poodle that used to call for its master at a certain cafe every evening. One evening it failed to appear, and nothing was seen of it for a year. Twelve months later it walked into the cafe, at the customary hour, and went straight to its old master. It proceeded to perform tricks that only circus dogs perform—to explain, no doubt, that it had been stolen by a trainer of performing animals. This was the last occasion on which it performed these tricks.