Japanese postage stamp from 1910PODGE'S BRAVE DEED
Our front yard was cool in the summer. It was shaded by four large maple trees and a larch. I could play in it all day long without worrying about a sunburn so I was often outdoors playing by myself, climbing trees, somersaulting in the grass, rolling on the rolling barrel or wheeling my dolls in a baby carriage.
One evening, June doll, my home made cloth doll with embroidered eyes and hand knit clothes, was left outdoors. It couldn't be found. Grandma said that maybe the dogs across the street had carried her off.
“Big slobbery dogs with sharp teeth.” I thought and became afraid of their bad manners. Grandma made a new June doll.
Several days latter, I was outside playing when big dogs came from across the street. They seemed to be heading straight towards me.
“Mommy!” I called to Grandma. But Grandma was busy in the kitchen and didn't hear.
“Mommy!” I shouted again. This time brave Podge cat came running. He didn't stop to consider running away from those big dogs himself. He was too loyal a friend for that.
Podge ran between me and the troublesome, big dogs. He puffed himself up and hissed.
The dogs were scared off. They ran back to their home. It wasn't their property and they didn't like to be bothered by a fierce cat.
Grandma came out in time to see the dogs running off. Podge was still puffed up, and she knew in an instant what had happened.
“You big brave kitty!” she praised him. “You need a treat!”
Grandma went into the house with me and straight to the refrigerator. She knew how to reward Podge. She cut a large pat of butter and put it on the floor for him to eat. Podge licked it up fast. It was good to be a big brave cat.