My truck cab was stuffed with three barking dogs and one fool. The dogs had been within the backseat. The fool was behind the wheel.
“Sit down!” the fool saved saying.
But my dogs don’t sit once I drive. They by no means sit. They dutifully discover their area when the car is underway.
To the untrained eye my dogs seem like appearing disobediently. But that’s not it. Really, they’re simply searching for meals.
They are all the time searching for meals. They even search for meals in locations the place there has by no means been any meals, resembling my rest room. In a pinch, they are going to even resort to consuming non-food gadgets resembling my studying glasses, my sandals, sheetrock, and so on.
But they significantly go loopy when in my truck as a result of they know the chances of discovering deserted meals listed below are exponential. Thus, they’re consistently looking out for expired Corn Nuts, old pistachio shells, or a petrified French fry predating the Reagan administration.
So we lastly arrived on the canine park. I turned them free. They ran. They chased squirrels. They wrestled. They hunted round for any threatening or suspicious objects so they might sniff them, bark at them, then pee on them.
And then, principally, all of the dogs within the canine park simply stood round. That’s all of the dogs do there. They play for brief bursts, then they stand round and have a look at their homeowners.
“Why do dogs just stand around at dog parks?” one canine proprietor requested the group of us canine homeowners who had been additionally, because it occurs, simply standing round.
Another canine proprietor mentioned, “I drove forty-five minutes to get here, just so my dog could stand around.”
One of the opposite canine homeowners remarked, “You ever wonder what would happen if dog and human roles were reversed? What if DOGS took US to human parks? Would we go to the bathroom in front of each other?”
We all simply checked out him.
And, after all, at canine parks, dogs sniff one another’s rears. I don’t know why dogs do that. This conduct has all the time perplexed me. They are usually not choosy about whose butts they sniff. They’ll sniff any butt you give them.
I’ve learn that rear-sniffing is a primal greeting of types whereby advanced pheromone scents are exchanged. But I feel it’s one thing dogs do as a result of they like nasty issues.
I’ve been owned by 13 dogs in my lifetime. And I’ve discovered that dogs are usually not above wallowing in smelly objects. I’ve seen my dogs roll themselves in all the pieces from cat feces to armadillo stays.
And one time once I was in a significant metropolis—it is a true story—walking my bloodhound after hours, we had been close to the dumpsters. It had been a protracted night time. I had simply given a speech and I used to be drained, so I wasn’t paying consideration.
When I received again to the resort, the clerk checked out me and mentioned, “Sir, there’s something in your dog’s mouth.”
“Drop it, Thelma Lou!” I mentioned.
It turned out to be—bear in mind I’m not kidding—a retired breast implant. The factor hit the ground.
The clerk and I stared on the prosthesis and, in a second I’ll always remember, the clerk mentioned flatly, “Double D.”
I’m operating out of room right here, however I’ll shut by saying, the extra I study folks, the extra I like my dogs.
