I squatted and grabbed him.

He sank his sharp little teeth into my arm, and I dropped him in the suddenness of the hurt and surprise.

The next moment he had scurried inside.
Lop-Ear, struggling with the second puppy, scowled at me and intimated by a variety of sounds the different kinds of a fool and a bungler that I was.

This made me ashamed and spurred me to valor.

I grabbed the remaining puppy by the tail.