Definition of A Dog
by Virginia Jones
"Dogs are the nicest things that can happen to people."
Technically, dogs are known as carnivorous mammals, but we prefer to call
them delightful companions and pets. Dogs come in assorted sizes,
weights and colors; but they all have the same creed: to adore, amaze,
exasperate and enrich the lives of those humans lucky enough to own them.
Dogs can be found most anywhere: curled upon, exploring underneath,
wriggling out of, racing to, digging at, peeking around or hiding in.
Their owners worship them. Some try to ignore them. Because dogs bark,
neighbors hate them.
A dog is innocence with a full roll of tissue unraveled at its feet. He is
obedience sleeping on a forbidden bedspread, wisdom with a wagging tail,
beauty with mud on his feet. When you are busy, he wants to be let out.
Once he's out, he wants back in. When you want to impress someone with his
intelligence, he forgets absolutely everything he has ever learned. When
you want him to stay groomed for the dog show tomorrow, he manages to find
the only mud puddle in the yard.
A dog has the digestive capabilities of the fabled billy goat, the
curiosity of a cat, the aggressiveness of a jealous lover and the poise of
a sphinx. He likes golf balls, upholstered furniture, anything made of
rawhide, warm beds, long walks, table scraps, other dogs and paper of any
variety. He does not care for the obedience school, chain collars, leashes,
baths, nail trimming, strange surroundings, vaccinations, lack of
companionship, cold weather or thunder and lightning.
You can banish your dog to his pen, but you can't banish him from your
heart. You may have bought him, but he owns you. Your dog was supposed to
be your pet, but he enslaves you. When you return after an absence, short
or prolonged, your dog will overwhelm you with warm affection and squirming
enthusiasm. Your dog can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity.
He can cause you to spend money, time and temper; and then, just when your
patience is ready to crack, a wag of his tail, and you're lost again.
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Virginia Jones bred dogs for many years, and her favorite breed is the
beautiful German shepherd. Recently, Babe, the last of the line of the
original shepherd she got from Germany many, many years ago, passed away.
Virginia has written other articles about the German shepherd. She is an
avid animal lover. She lives in Acworth, Georgia and welcomes comments
from readers.
Vjpaws@bellsouth.net
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