You may be all macho, sophisticated, cynical, and Stoic, but I have found a sequence of words that I predict will cause liquid to well up in your eyes.
At the end of this memoir, Donald McCaig summarizes the famous story about the Welsh prince Llywelyn, who owned a beloved hound named Gelert. One day, the prince returned from hunting to find his baby son’s crib empty and the excited dog covered in blood. Horrified, the prince slew Gelert. “Moments later he discovered his unharmed son, next to the corpse of the wolf Gelert had killed protecting the child.”