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April 10, 2007
My father-in-law says there were three dogs in his childhood home, a mill in Poland, near the Russian border: Spitz, Ant, and Outside Dog. Spitz for the breed, Ant for the shape and color, and Outside Dog for his place in the world, protecting the livestock. His wife, my mother-in-law, also Polish, grew up in a city where the Jews didnít have dogs. That was a Gentile habit. My mother-in-law never got anywhere near a dog until the Nazis captured her and put her in a concentration camp. She would not pet a dog until she was in her 80s.