They Know
We had no need to consult the bible of
doggy intelligence to infer that our sibling
poodles rank high in that rating scale for
over the years they have given us ample
demonstrations proving the level of their
fine cerebral functioning. As for example
their sensitivity to our sensibilities permitting
us the fiction of feeling ourselves masters in
our own home. Their feeling of protective
obligation to we two humans whose failings
are all too evident to them is more than
evidenced in their careful scrutiny of all
who enter our home accompanied by a
sharp chorus of barked instructions to stand
back. Although we fail their expectations
with our lack of care for them by expecting
them to consume food fit for dogs they know
better, holding out for the food we place on
the table for ourselves depriving them the
opportunity to test its safety. The impression
we fondly maintain that they are safe and
secure in our hands has led to their concern
over our well-being as they vet objects they
suspect of planning us harm and hasten to
disarm them, leaving every zipper on any
piece of clothing a ruin and thus unable to
wreak pain upon us. Whatever would we do
in the absence of their vigilant presence and
undoubted protection of we lesser creatures?
Thursday, November 22, 2018
Labels:
Poetry
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