Gone to the Dogs

Other than wanting to share yet another photo of this dog, I feel it is time I address dogs. I am often asked why I am so down on dogs.

Now I have had a few dogs that became the best companions that a human could ever wish for. They do make life interesting, BUT when you rationally think about animals in the house you may question your sentimental side.

It first came to me when visiting a friend with a dog. This dog was doing things like getting up and lapping water out of the toilet, then it would drag its ass across the carpet. Finally it was begging for food all the time. So this dog was a bit disgusting. Then I come home and see that my dog portrayed equally disgusting behavior. So there I was thinking my friend’s dog was disgusting, and I’m sure that when my friends visited me they thought the same about my dog. It’s true, they are disgusting.

The next thing I don’t like is barking. Dogs have amazing hearing, so there is no need for them to announce things so loudly. Why are they trying to tell their fellow dogs for miles around that they need to be aware that we are getting a UPS delivery? I don’t need a dog to tell me that the UPS carrier is here, and I especially don’t need to know that there is a car turning around in my driveway at 3am.

I do my morning ritual of having coffee on the porch every morning and all my new neighbors have large loud dogs. It is getting crowded here in the country. People get tired of all the noise of living in town so they move out here and make noise. I guess to them it’s quieter noise, but not to me. One dog starts barking and then another and soon it is like coyotes baying, but it isn’t quite so musical or haunting. It is just annoying.

So if you let your dog drink out of the toilet before it comes to lick you face, good for you. However, when your dog commands my attention at 120 decibels, to announce that a chip monk just farted; bad for me. So for now, in return I’m down on dogs.