“ My old familiar Bashan was a stranger to me, I found it impossible to enter his feelings or behaviour or understand the tribal laws that governed them. Certainly, the meeting in the open of two dogs, strangers to each other, is one of the most painful, thrilling, and pregnant of all conceivable encounters: it is surrounded by an atmosphere of the last uncanniness, presided over by a constraint for which I have no preciser name: they simply can’t pass each other, their mutual embarrassment is frightful to behold.
Thomas Mann, “A Man and His Dog”, 1918.
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