My theory about dogs. [by Ann(other) Elk].
Ahem ahem. This is my theory about dogs. Ahem This is a theory about dogs, and it is mine. This theory about dogs is my theory. Ahem ahem. Dogs… a theory about them, and it is mine. Ahem.
And if you have no blinking idea what that was all about, then you clearly have not watched enough (Monty) Python…. and are to be severely reprimanded.
Ahem… OK, I’m going to stop now… but it’s so much fun, I don’t really want to.
I have a theory about dogs… it goes like this. (Ahem…OK I’M REALLY STOPPING NOW).
Dogs are guardian angels. Ok, well, no they’re not “angels” in the way we think of angels, ie: humans with wings, any fool can see that. But, I think that dogs are, spiritually-speaking, guardians of some sort. Spurious you think ? Maybe. But I’m working this theory through as I’m writing. So we might go a bit all over the place. “Come on Pluto, it’ll be fun”… *white gloved mouse-hand waves us on*.
I have met quite a few people who have told me that “the only thing which got me through” was my dog. I’ve seen people ‘hold it all together’ because of their dogs.
In fact, this is an example of the old “I have a friend who has a problem…”
I need to admit, that there have been times in the last several years, where I believe that “the only thing which got me through” was my dog. Rex. My guardian angel. Aside from my love for him, his love for me, the joy and humour he brings to my life, my sense of complete responsibility for him, and his reliance upon me staying sane… I’m not sure I would have bothered any more (staying sane I mean).
Dogs are often “passive” angels, if you will. They don’t actively do anything to assist in the “getting through”, other than just be there (unless of course, your dog happens to be Lassie). But what they do do, is give love.
Is that all?? I’m being deeply sarcastic.
Dogs give love, and devotion, and acceptance, and affection…. entertainment, humour, sweetness of temper, and maybe… just maybe, understanding (in the sense that one’s dog knows when one is in emotional pain).
Ha !!! IS THAT ALL !!!
Dogs stick by you when you look like shit, when you feel like shit, when you want to curl up in a ball and say “Bugger off world, I hate you and everything you contain”… (except my dog)
I love this quote. It’s the ultimate aspiration…
“Please God, help me to be the person my dog thinks I am”.
(I apologise for the lack of attribution, I trawled, but couldn’t find the original coiner of this quote).
And this one, I’ve only just discovered… “I loathe people who keep dogs. They are cowards who haven’t got the guts to bite people themselves.” – August Strindberg
Next week, my lovelies, don’t come the raw prawn with me mate !