Gray Dawn Author:Albert Payson Terhune "On a bitter night, I sat up with an ailing collie mother and her eight newborn pups. Gray Dawn follow me to the brood-nest shed. He stood outside it, on guard (stood, not lay or sat) for nine hours, waiting for me to come out. When I joined him there at sunrise his shaggy coat was thick with frost and he was stiff with cold and inaction. He had... more » remained thus, on sentry duty, through the chill of the winter night, instead of seeking his warm kennel -- just for the doubtful privilege of being near the human who was his god."