To wait idly is the worst of conditions.

With great care we might have a dog's chance, but no more.

The dog is almost human in its demand for living interest, yet fatally less than human in its inability to foresee.

The dog lives for the day, the hour, even the moment.

As one looks across the barren stretches of the pack, it is sometimes difficult to realise what teeming life exists immediately beneath its surface.

Hunger and fear are the only realities in dog life: an empty stomach makes a fierce dog.

Slowly but surely the sea is freezing over.