I see lots of people with dogs. Most people who own dogs are very passionate about it. I’m sure they’re passionate enough in some cases that I may make enemies here, but it’s time somebody said it. Your dog doesn’t like you!
Your dog doesn’t like a noose being tied around his neck and being dragged around the neighborhood, and pressured into taking a shit so you can go back inside.
Your dog doesn’t like the crazy smelling food you feed him that are ‘good for his bones and teeth’.
Your dog doesn’t like the roller coaster of emotions involving only throwing a tennis ball around when YOU’re in the mood.
Your dog doesn’t like being under house arrest, and having to make nice with you, the prison guard. He might make the best of it. After all, it’s a low security prison compared to the pet store where he was in solitary confinement.
Your dog thinks learning ‘pet tricks’ is demeaning. He does it because you give him snacks. Snacks are awesome. Everybody knows this! There isn’t, however, a dog in the world that wouldn’t prefer the killer combo of snacks AND dignity.
Your dog doesn’t like living in a neighborhood where people are always passing by the front of the house. He has to be on high friggin alert at all times! Do you have any idea how stressful that is? To not really know imminent danger from just some ordinary dude walking past the front of the house? Can’t you move to the country or something?
Your dog wants ice cream. He doesn’t like it when you take him out for ice cream, and don’t give him any. He wants some.
Finally, your dog probably doesn’t like you. He may occasionally show you a bit of affection, but it’s what’s commonly known as Stockholm Syndrome. You see, he has been kidnapped in a way. Owning a dog is not unlike owning a slave, which is soooooooo frowned upon, but other than the dog not being human, it can be pretty similar. I would say the experience is not unlike the movie Misery. The dog being James Caan, you being Kathy Bates. Don’t you think he’d rather be frolicking around in a forest or a jungle somewhere? Living by his wits? Hunting for food? Instead he’s letting us know when there’s someone at the door, and we feed him Alpo, and maybe give him the odd treat. Then we make him pee outside when the cat gets to do it inside. Then he just wants to sit on the couch for 5 minutes to rest his little doggy feet, we tell him to get the hell off and sit on the floor, so they don’t get their hair all over our precious furniture. If you don’t want dog hair in your house, then DON’T HAVE A DOG, STUPID!
The whole thing is hypocritical if you ask me. I’ll bet there’d be an outrage if I had a Panda holed up at my place eating bamboo shoots out of a can. Dogs got a raw deal man. Humans are oppressive creatures. Not to be trusted. They’ve set up a whole ‘Dog Industry’. There’s too much money in pet toys and grooming, and knitted doggie sweaters to set the dogs free. Even if we knew we were wrong (which I don’t think we do), it’s become too much of a tradition to make little Jimmy think that a furry non-human is the only thing that understands him. It’s gotta stop. It’s weird and wrong on like 723 levels.
FREE THE DOGS!! Stop chopping their balls off so they behave better (On what planet is that something you do to another living organism??) Let them run wild and free. I’m gonna get T-Shirts printed! ‘Puppy Liberation’ will be the first one. Another one could be ‘Who Let The Dogs………. Never mind, I’m sure that’s taken.
No animals were harmed in the making of this blog.
October 17th, 2012 at 1:49 am
This is hysterical! I love it!
October 17th, 2012 at 4:15 am
October 17th, 2012 at 9:11 am
I’ll have you know, I once owned a very neutered dog, Bailey, who adored me and all the times I tried to socialize him with tall men in turbans. He used to lunge at Punjabi taxi drivers, not being familiar with them, so I had friends dress up with turbans and drop in unexpectedly. But now, your post has forced me to see this from Bailey’s point of view.
October 17th, 2012 at 3:08 pm
Yeah….. Bailey wasn’t impressed.
November 13th, 2012 at 4:17 am
You need to take it on the road my friend, every time I calmed down you hit me with another one. Too, too funny! And my dog does so love me, so there! It’s kind of like men. They put up with a bit of oppression for things they like. For men it’s sex and knowing your laundry will be done and with dogs it’s walks and the comfort of knowing they will always have food and a comfy bed.
November 13th, 2012 at 1:39 pm
Another ‘Men are Dogs’ reference? 🙂
November 13th, 2012 at 10:42 pm
lol noooooooooooo 🙂 And not oppressed, rather mutually dependent as are we all in one way or another.
November 14th, 2012 at 2:10 pm
I like ‘oppression’ better. It’s what your gut told you to say originally, which is usually the correct answer!