"Then show us the way!" Raggedy Ann cried, "for we must try to rescue
Fido."

So Peterkins led the way up alleys and across streets, the dolls all
pattering along behind him. It was a strange procession. Once a strange
dog ran out at them, but Peterkins told him to mind his own business and
the strange dog returned to his own yard.

At last they came to the dog catcher's place. Some of the dogs in the
pen were barking at the moon and others were whining and crying.

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There was Fido, all covered with mud, and his pretty red ribbon dragging
on the ground. My, but he was glad to see the dolls and Peterkins! All
the dogs came to the side of the pen and twisted their heads from side
to side, gazing in wonder at the queer figures of the dolls.

"We will try and let you out," said Raggedy Ann.

At this all the dogs barked joyfully.

Then Raggedy Ann, the other dolls and Peterkins went to the gate.

The catch was too high for Raggedy Ann to reach, but Peterkins held
Raggedy Ann in his mouth and stood up on his hind legs so that she could
raise the catch.

When the catch was raised, the dogs were so anxious to get out they
pushed and jumped against the gate so hard it flew open, knocking