Rover was a nice dog.
But he chewed on shoes and socks.
He dug up plants in the garden.
Then one day Rover chased Mrs. Hart's kitten.
"No, Rover!" cried Emmy.
"Leave Ginger alone!"
"Rover is a good dog," Mrs. Hart said.
"But he needs to learn some manners!"
Dad and Emmy took Rover to school.
There were lots of other dogs there.
The dogs and people formed a circle.
"Sit," said the teacher.
All the dogs sat—except Rover.
"Speak," said the teacher.
All the dogs barked—except Rover.
"Fetch," said the teacher.
All the dogs fetched—except Rover.
Dad and Emmy sighed.
"Rover is a hopeless dog," said Emmy.
"He's never going to learn anything."
Dad and Emmy took Rover home.
Mrs. Hart was outside.
"She's looking for something," said Dad.
"Ginger!" called Mrs. Hart.
"Where are you?"
"Oh no," said Emmy.
"Mrs. Hart's kitten is lost!"
Suddenly Rover sat.
He barked three times.
Then he raced into the backyard.
Soon he came back—with Ginger!
"Good dog, Rover!" said Emmy proudly.
"You know how to sit, speak, and fetch."
Rover wagged his tail.
Then he ran to the garden.
"Oh no," Dad moaned.