I am away from my dog, and I miss her terribly. She is a big Dane/ridgeback cross who sits close to her ancestors on the wild - tame continuum. Here in The Hague I see window dogs who remind me of her, even as they are to her as ketchup is to tomatoes. As I pass they forget their size and forget their fancy surroundings, bristling and hackling like little wolves. For a second they, like her, are fearless, fierce guardians of the home. I miss my dog.