He is my friend and constant companion, following me about like a shadow, and many pleasant walks we have together.
Even now as I write, he is lying upon the floor beside me, with his paw confidentially across my foot. And occasionally he will lick my boot to express the love in his warm dog heart.
If my reader has any doubt as to the truth of these stories, let him visit Master Frisky and me in the dreamy old town of Elmwood. You will know the place by the broad street and the big elms; and once here I will tell you many more stories of dogtown, even more wonderful than these, and best of all I will show you the real Master Frisky.
