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you start minding your big brother.

Nowhere, I reckon. She's just dead.

Biggest bother I've had, though, lately

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Travis, will you go down to the corn patch and pick us some roastin' ears?

to take the place of the bad.

Now, Papa, you know I've been achin' all over for a horse to ride.

Since the time I splurged on a big feed at the Menger Hotel in San 'Tone.

Why, ain't he a jim-dandy.

But on the other hand, he ain't hardly as big as a dog.

- (BARKING) - Yeah!

It's just that we've never been separated before.

You're not going to keep my dog locked up in that crib anymore!

Anything? What's it look like?

But I need me a good huntin' dog.

But there's a plague of hydrophobia in these parts.

He's not your dog, and I never even touched him.

(CHUCKLES) Lisbeth, go along with Travis.

ARLISS: Who's that beatin' my dog?

Mornin', ma'am. I'm Burn Sanderson from down near San 'Tone.

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All right, Yeller, hold her there.

You know they'll run if they get the chance.

You think he can't do it?

Yeller sure has been givin' them coons the mortal fits.

(SNARLING CONTINUES)

- Quit chuckin' them rocks at me! - (BARKING)

- You ride a piece with me, Travis. - All right, Papa.

Arliss, aren't you ashamed, throwin' rocks at that man?

I guess he made about 10 mile.

Oh, you crazy, wonderful dog!

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

So long Chime...

Come sit down, son.

That's right. Now, you're gonna ride here and hold him.

Seein' all that...

I thought maybe it was Papa.

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Look it here at his belly, how soft and smooth and pretty it is.

Remember now, if she's had her calf, she'll be on the fight.

and it was real dark and muddy.

I will. Bye, ma'am.

Well, no, I forgot to. Been so long since we had a dog.

Now, Miss Coates, I was just tryin' to give a word of warnin'.

ARLISS: He was rockin' my dog!

Yeah, sure, I know.

Mama, look at the little, bitty puppy Lisbeth give me.

KATIE: She didn't come up last night.

When Are We Going To Eat? - Arliss.

Won't hurt him to let him use it.

This here's hanged too long.

Here, boy, come and get some bread.

He's sufferin'. You know we've got to do it.

So long Chime....

He was keepin' 'em off of me.

Well, ma'am, I guess I better be gettin' back to camp.

Them hogs would've never touched him.

- Prettiest thing you ever seen. - Oh!

Old Yeller was a mongrel

where it would've been safer from the Indians, but...

I'm all right. It'd take more than them old hogs to kill me.

And you. You get off scot-free.

Reckon if I can't be of no more help around here,

- What's the matter? - You'll find out.

Here, Yeller (WHISTLING)

Why not let Arliss claim him?

(GROWLING, SNARLING)

He's my dog. Ain't nobody gonna try to hurt him.

Them old hogs can fuss and charge around all they please, but up a tree