By Jim Vanore
I like dogs.
I’ve had seven over the course of my lifetime—two as a kid and five as an adult—two German Shepards, two Dachshunds, Irish Setter, Beagle, Cocker Spaniel.
I trained (or attempted to) all the dogs I had as an adult. For more than 30 years now, I’ve chosen to live without pets. I have neither the wherewithal, the time, nor the inclination to have a dog in my home. Those days are over, much the same as my days of owning a motorcycle (I’ve only had six of those).
Dogs are wonderful animals, and I heartily believe they have earned their sobriquet as “Man’s Best Friend.” They are loyal, funny, interesting, protective, and often looked upon as a part of your family. That seems reasonable, since it’s widely believed that dogs look at humans as…well, just another dog!
As much as I like our canine friends, there is a noted separation in the acceptable behavior for each of our respective species.
• Humans eat (predominantly) at a table, and more often than not we use utensils (even while enjoying a hoagie, I usually use a knife to plunge the contents down into the roll).
•Dogs eat and drink by plunging their faces into a bowl.
• Humans relieve themselves (again, predominantly) in private at appliances made specifically for that function.
• Dogs let it fly in public.
• Humans share intimacy (porn stars and Hollywood pigs notwithstanding) with the one they love—in private.
• Dogs will fornicate on the municipal common and hump any available human leg when the mood strikes.
None of these activities is to the dogs’ detriment; they are not human, and hence do not have our powers of judgment, nor our sense of propriety. We appreciate them, respect them for what they are, and our affection for them is renowned.
We do think it’s funny though, how they so often act like people, almost mimicking us as they join us in the family car, saunter down the sidewalk with us, whimper when they want something, or lean against us with a sad face when they know we are feeling blue.
It’s outright charming when a dog acts like a human. It’s what endears them to us.
The converse however, is untrue. It’s outright nauseating when a human acts like a dog.
Does She Chew Slippers Too? is excerpted from Good Writer’s Blogspot