So, we haven’t even moved to yee-haw Texas, yet (long story for another day), and I’m already getting discriminated against. (I think it's cause I'm a Tennessee hound...)
I hear we’re getting a nice new house for the rest of the year ‘til they find a real one, which is OK by me - nothing left to chew in this one, anyway. I hear it has a pool and a real yard. Ok, I thinks, TX can be livable after all.
“Keep walkin’, buddy - Small dogs only”
I’m sure I’m gonna get hit for this…
Arf.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
social contracts are for sissies
So the old man’s been playing Bioshock and reading Ayn Rand books. Talking about how his “city was betrayed…by the weak” and other such nonsense. This can’t be good. The girl thinks he’s a little off his rocker. I’m not scared, yet – hey, they’re still feeding me – but I see both points. When things are obviously in trouble, you shouldn’t panic, but when does buying gold and poring over C-SPAN transcripts of Fed meetings start to be the rational thing to do?
It’s got me thinking, though. We have a deal here – the humans and me - a kind of “social contract” (can there really be such a thing?) that says how we’re going to treat each other, and what we expect of each other. I keep the house free from cats and they do whatever it is they do to keep the food in the dish.
What if I thought it would be great if the city tore down the house and made it a dog park? I could talk to the other dogs in the neighborhood and they could think it was a great idea... but can I really start a petition to get it done? While I’m living in the house, eating their food and playing with their kids?? Doesn’t that break our deal? How? I haven’t bitten a kid, or let a cat live in the yard… still, it wouldn’t feel right. Like I was violating the trust of my humans… If I was truly evil it would be OK, because a dog park sounds sweet…
Too much thinking, and this is hard. I mean, in real life, if someone you don’t know tries to take your ball or mess with your humans, it’s not hard. You know they don’t care about any stinking contract.
You bite ‘em.
Hard. Or they’ll do it again.
…back to watching the pretty underwater city…
Arf.
It’s got me thinking, though. We have a deal here – the humans and me - a kind of “social contract” (can there really be such a thing?) that says how we’re going to treat each other, and what we expect of each other. I keep the house free from cats and they do whatever it is they do to keep the food in the dish.
What if I thought it would be great if the city tore down the house and made it a dog park? I could talk to the other dogs in the neighborhood and they could think it was a great idea... but can I really start a petition to get it done? While I’m living in the house, eating their food and playing with their kids?? Doesn’t that break our deal? How? I haven’t bitten a kid, or let a cat live in the yard… still, it wouldn’t feel right. Like I was violating the trust of my humans… If I was truly evil it would be OK, because a dog park sounds sweet…
Too much thinking, and this is hard. I mean, in real life, if someone you don’t know tries to take your ball or mess with your humans, it’s not hard. You know they don’t care about any stinking contract.
You bite ‘em.
Hard. Or they’ll do it again.
…back to watching the pretty underwater city…
Arf.
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