"It has been said that the dog is the saint among the animals, so great are his powers of love and forgiveness ..."
I like an autobiography which includes photographs of the author's dogs, and Elizabeth Goudge's contains several - alongside her family and her homes. She was a true dog-lover, devoted to her canine companions such as the chow/Norfolk spaniel cross Brownie to whom she was referring in that line I've quoted and which goes on "Brownie was a pre-eminent saint among many."
Later in the book she talks at length of Brownie and says, "I have had a dog who learned to smile like a human being [I have one of those] but Brownie was the only dog I have known who could weep as humans do." My goodness!
The dog pictured is one of three Dandie Dinmonts Elizabeth Goudge called "The Hobbits" and which came to her in succession many years after the elderly Brownie departed this life. "Not great dogs, but magical," she says, and while not perhaps as saintly as Brownie, "there are no more lovable companions in the world."
I should think I'll be on safe ground when I come to read her novels.