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

The events of the day's march are now becoming so dreary and dispiriting that one longs to forget them when we camp; it is an effort even to record them in a diary.

Every day some new fact comes to light - some new obstacle which threatens the gravest obstruction. I suppose this is the reason which makes the game so well worth playing.

I will thank God for the day and the moment I have.

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

Even though I am not hungry when I get up, I try to eat to get me ready for the day. Within an hour of getting up.