Pierre was a French dog that belonged to no one. Roaming the streets of a small village in the French Alps, we got into a conversation in front of a bakery. I couldn't tell where he was from, so l asked around He was just "the dog” with no name. I called him Pierre the whole time we spent together and he seemed to respond. I took his picture, because wanted to take him home with me. He had such a wonderful soulful face.