He was and he was n't afraid of Bowser the Hound . That is to say he was afraid to fight Bowser , but he was n't afraid to be hunted by Bowser , because he was so sure that he was smart enough to get away from Bowser . If Bowser had appeared at almost any other time Old Man Coyote would n't have been so annoyed . But to have Bowser appear just then made him angry clear through . You see he had just started out to get his dinner . `` What business has that good-for-nothing dog over here anyway , I 'd like to know , '' he muttered , as he ran swiftly through the Green Forest . `` What right has he to meddle in other folks ' business ? I 'll just teach that fellow a lesson ; that 's what I 'll do ! I 'll teach him that he ca n't interfere with me not be sorry for it . '' So Old Man Coyote ran and ran and ran , and never once did he try to break his trail . In fact , he took pains to leave a trail that Bowser could follow easily . After him Bowser ran and ran and ran , and all the time his great voice rang out joyously . This was the kind of a hunt he loved . Out of the Green Forest into the Old Pasture , Old Man Coyote led Bowser the Hound . Across the Old Pasture and out on the other side they raced . Farther and farther away from home Old Man Coyote led Bowser the Hound . Instead of circling back as usual , he kept on . Bowser kept on after him . By and by he was in strange country , country he had never visited before . He did n't notice this .
He did n't notice anything but the splendid trail Old Man XXXXX was making .
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