Chapter 7 GEORGE, SNIFFER AND LIZ
　　George had had quite an interesting day. First she had gone down to help Captain Johnson do Clip'sleg again and bandage it up. The little skewbald stood very patiently, and George felt a sudden likingfor the ugly little creature.
　　'Thanks, George,' said Captain Johnson, who, to her relief, had said nothing about her not havinggone riding with the others. 'Now would you like to come and put jumps up for the youngsters?
　　They're longing² to do some more jumping.'
　　George found that it was quite amusing to teach the younger ones how to jump. They were so veryvery proud of themselves when they went over even a foot-high jump on their little ponies³.
　　After that Sniffer arrived, accompanied by a peculiar⁴ little mongrel called Liz. Liz was a bit of aspaniel, a bit of a poodle, and odd bits of something else - and looked rather like a small, walkinghearth-rug of black curly fur.
　　Timmy was amazed to see this walking mat, and sat and watched Liz sniffing⁵ here and there for sometime, before he came to the conclusion that it really was some kind of dog. He gave a sharp little barkto see what this comical creature would do when she heard it.
　　Liz took no notice at all. She had unearthed⁶ a small bone, which smelt⁷ extremely interesting.
　　Timmy considered that all bones within the radius⁸ of at least a mile belonged to him and him alone.
　　So he ran over to Liz at once and gave a small, warning growl⁹.
　　Liz immediately dropped the bone humbly¹⁰ at his feet, then sat up on her hind

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