A road-side dog
From "Borderlines" by Czeslaw Milosz:
…It was so interesting to be moving, to give the horses their reins, and wait till, in the next valley, a village slowly appeared, or a park with the white spot of a manor inside it. And always we were barked at by a dog, assiduous in its duty. That was the beginning of the century; this is its end. I have been thinking not only of the people who lived there once, but also of the generations of dogs accompanying them in their everyday bustle, and one night— I don’t know where it came from— in a predawn sleep, that funny and tender phrase composed itself: a road-side dog.
