Perhaps. Never have ever liked dogs though.
Like cats, but not indoors. No animals indoors for me, which i believe is because i grew up on a farm, where dogs and cats serve an actual purpose (and belong outside, not inside).
To prove it, suddenly lock your wife and your dog in your trunk for 12 hours, then see which one is happy to see you went you open it.
What's the difference between the wife and the dog though? One has the sense to know that you did this to them while the other only feels the pain of being separated from you. We all know that putting Duke down was a mercy, but what might Duke say about the matter? He had fun at the water park today. Might he not also have fun at the water park tomorrow? That could be the very basis of his argument for living a bit longer.
"I know I'm getting sick, but let's take this day by day. I like getting petted and eating hamburgers today, and that probably won't change by tomorrow. Let me have another day and we'll see".
"Sorry Duke, but at this point it isn't about you anymore. As humans, we can see where you're going. We've already moved on in our minds, and we're ready to conclude this business. We're going to create a montage of pictures from your last day so we can feel like we did our part, and then we're going to adopt another dog that afternoon. You're just a bittersweet memory to us already."
"But I'm still here! I enjoy things! I'd love to have another day with you".
"Sorry Duke. We've already mentally steeled ourselves for your death. Letting you live now would just extend that period of mourning indefinitely".
"Fuck your feelings. I want to live a little longer. Why should I die now so that you don't feel bad for as long"?
"Sorry Duke. This is what it means to be a pet. You are here to serve us, despite what we sometimes tell ourselves. You live and die at our whim. We love you for a while, but when the time comes we're always ready to put you down to protect our own emotions. Them's the breaks. Peace out".
Do you any idea of how stupid that post was? the dog in question had a massive tumor and was very old, are so ignorant to actually think that it's owners were on a "power trip" because they chose the time to say goodby?, no, they didn't want his condition to deteriorate to the point where he was in pain or immobile and die a natural death in horrific pain or cruel inability to move from one spot. So what would you have done, wait 2-3 weeks until you find him dead on the kitchen floor??.
That sounds cute and trite, but my last experience was a bit different.What's the difference between the wife and the dog though? One has the sense to know that you did this to them while the other only feels the pain of being separated from you. We all know that putting Duke down was a mercy, but what might Duke say about the matter? He had fun at the water park today. Might he not also have fun at the water park tomorrow? That could be the very basis of his argument for living a bit longer.
"I know I'm getting sick, but let's take this day by day. I like getting petted and eating hamburgers today, and that probably won't change by tomorrow. Let me have another day and we'll see".
"Sorry Duke, but at this point it isn't about you anymore. As humans, we can see where you're going. We've already moved on in our minds, and we're ready to conclude this business. We're going to create a montage of pictures from your last day so we can feel like we did our part, and then we're going to adopt another dog that afternoon. You're just a bittersweet memory to us already."
"But I'm still here! I enjoy things! I'd love to have another day with you".
"Sorry Duke. We've already mentally steeled ourselves for your death. Letting you live now would just extend that period of mourning indefinitely".
"Fuck your feelings. I want to live a little longer. Why should I die now so that you don't feel bad for as long"?
"Sorry Duke. This is what it means to be a pet. You are here to serve us, despite what we sometimes tell ourselves. You live and die at our whim. We love you for a while, but when the time comes we're always ready to put you down to protect our own emotions. Them's the breaks. Peace out".
That sounds cute and trite, but my last experience was a bit different.
He tried to get up on the sofa with me and failed, and cried out. He went into serious distress. I took him to the vet that day ready to end his pain, but she suggested we calm things down with steroids and IV morphine. I had taken xrays with my brother and the vet saw something that might indicate an operable back problem, but she was not really qualified for that. I made an appointment for an MRI with a neurologist.
That night we kept him comfortable with the morphine and I carried him out so he could relieve himself.
That place in the xray was a massive tumor that took over one of his vertebrae. Unlike Duke's story, I chose to never let him feel that pain again. It was my final duty and gift.
We don't know how doped up Duke was for his last day, or how many times he had cried out in pain.
I covered that in the first paragraph. What they did for him was a mercy. I was lamenting the fact that he had no say in it, and postulating a scenario where he might have disagreed. I was also trying to highlight how unlovely the master/pet relationship really is when viewed objectively. Was that unclear?
Some breeds of dogs can actually grow to the intelligence of a 6 year old. They depend you, they protect you, and all they want out of life is to spend time with you. They really show unconditional love.
To prove it, suddenly lock your wife and your dog in your trunk for 12 hours, then see which one is happy to see you went you open it.
The dog didn't think any of that shit. We'd like to think it did, but it didn't. I'm glad they took the effort to give it a great last day though. Most people don't do that with their pets. I did tear up reading that.
I absolutely hate dogs and you sadist would probably think less if it was an innocent child.