Please don’t misread it as a dog’s view. Instead, it’s a man’s view, but, somehow, a dog managed to enter into his view.
The roadside teachers – meeting between my 20 minute’s daily walk – taught me, there’s no significant difference between a man and a street dog; indeed they are alike. Man has all sophistication to lose his grace, but dog misses it to add some. But, somehow, it is more graceful than man.
Don’t expect a “why” or a “how” here.
Man lives in the 4 wall frames that must be in any of the streets at his will. If nothing miraculous happened in between, he will keep on barking – mostly without any particular reason. And, most of the time he does a 4-leg-run by his 2 legs. Getting tired,he dines so luxuriously from some garbage – the so called hotels – on the roadside knowing it’s full of shits.
Further, to earn his daily shit and junk he masters a great amount of skills like barking, quarreling, biting, begging, and all the unimaginable (still inventing more).
Of course, he can’t neglect his basic instinct and so he keep on busy in love making. Don’t know what kind of love they are making or what type of factory they are in? Well, it can also be a manufacturing process sometimes. And, no doubt they can do it at any junction at any time with anyone. Not any sacred catalyst is required for it.
Sadly, there’s no escape from rabies and consequently, he’ll certainly die of it. But, before passing away he might have handed it over to his offspring. For, he can’t just leave this street without a proper will for his descendants. Thus, all his assets are passed through the generations…
Don’t you think any street dog can perform better than this?