Mutt, a dog, was raised by the Mowat family. He gave them love, loyalty, and the sure and certain knowledge that sooner
or later something exciting was going to happen. At least every day.
He had his own outlook on life, and was willing to argue for his rights. Mother took him shopping. He waited outside while she did, but to his mind she took overly long. So when she was done, he rufused to follow her. He sulked. It wound up that a dentist and a policeman also started arguing with the dog. To no avail. Thankfully Father and the car drove by. He picked Mutt up bodily and pushed him in the car, bring the problem to an end.
Mutt also hated baths. He even swallowed the soap once to avoid it. Another time his young master left to visit a friend. Mutt disapproved of this. He sought revenge. He found a dead horse and rolled in it. Father snagged him on the way back from his find and took him to the basement. Father washed Mutt for three hours. The next day Mother received calls from total strangers and the police accusing her of painting the dog. She
finally got to the bottom of it. Father had used bluing on the dog, trying to get the yellow tint from the horse out. The Mowats had a black, and blue, dog until his hair finally grew out.
Those are only two of the variety of adventures Mutt was the direct cause of. Climbing trees, a fondness for skunks, and a totally new version of being a retrieving dog during hunting are just a few more of the stories you can read in this book.