Practice Typing

A moment later he was straying away again from his mother. Her stick was tied to a peg in the ground and she could not follow him. A part grown puppy, somewhat larger and older than he, came toward him slowly, with ostentatious and belligerent importance. The puppys name, as White Fang was afterward to hear him called, was Lip lip. He had had experience in puppy fights and was already something of a bully.