“What’s the reason he ain’t? Didn’t I find him ’most froze to death more’n a year ago, an’ haven’t I kept him in good shape ever since? Of course he wasn’t mine at first; but I’d like to see the chump who’d dare to say he belonged to anybody else! If you didn’t own any more of a home than you could earn sellin’ papers, an’ if nobody cared the least little bit whether you was cold or hungry, you’d think it was mighty fine to have a chum like Snip. You ought’er see him when I come in after he’s been shut up in the room all the forenoon! It seems like he’d jump out of his skin, he’s so glad to see me! I tell you, Tim, Snip loves me just like I was his mother!”