Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The contract

There is a contract between man and dog. I am not sure of the precise words. But apart from a few dogs that go Cujo, they all live up to it. With man, it's more hit and miss.

Once it's over, it's over. You can't say, as men have a tendency to say: "Tomorrow". There is no tomorrow.

There is only today and now. Dogs know this. Bibi, above, certainly does.


Oldfool said...

I'm sorry to say I have broken that contract on more than one occasion but I have vowed never again. I hope I can keep that vow.
It means I can never leave unless I take them with me and since I can't I guess I'll stay.

Northmark said...

I wonder if this is a tragedy of love. Dogs love humans so much, much more than many of us deserve, and often suffer horribly for this.

Some humans love dogs so much, we sometimes take them on, even in circumstances where we shouldn't have.

I think you're right in staying. Though I admire nomads, much of what passes for "travel" seems strange and neurotic to me.

Andy in Germany said...

Nothing intelligent to add, but thanks for being open and honest about the process. I recognise some aspects from when I discovered I was going to be a dad.