I have a very rude pic of Jerry experiencing the aftermath of a particularly stupid drunk and stupid episode, but I have enough decency to keep that in my own private collection. I thought about posting it for a moment, but that’s a little worse than my usual passive-aggressive revenge. That borders on aggressive-aggressive revenge, which I’m a little too soft hearted to engage in even when I know there is little chance of getting caught. There is no actual nudity involved, but he is down to his whitey tighties, and I figure nobody needs that visual. Nor do they need to see the reason why I spend so much time getting intimately acquainted with the rug shampooer. Suffice to say that the dogs are housebroken, so unless they have an attack of Montezuma’s Revenge, it’s not the dogs.
I spend a lot of time among members of the species canis lupus familiaris, and even though I trust my dogs more than I trust any fellow humans, it’s good to remember that as far as taxonomy goes (the naming and classification of species) the domestic dog is a subspecies of canis lupus– the grey wolf. Dogs can be dangerous if they are ill-treated and/or one fails to respect their strength (a 65# dog can easily take down a 250# man, for example) and the potential lethality of their bites. More humans die as a result of dog attacks than from snake bites. Even so, I believe the trust I have in my own dogs is warranted. There is no love more sincere than the love of a good dog.
It’s fascinating that one species can have so many differences in its members. I am not the reigning expert in scientific matters by a long shot, but the current theory is that dogs have such a high rate of mutations due to what are called tandem repeats– sequences of DNA that repeat themselves multiple times. Of course we humans have made some genetic diseases in dogs worse by limiting the gene pools (i.e. line breeding.) I don’t have any purebred dogs at this time- but both of our now departed purebred GSDs, Kayla and Heidi, ended up having to be put down due to rear limb ataxia that progressed to near paralysis due to probable degenerative myelopathy. This is a genetic disease in GSDs and I am sure that it is more prevalent than is reported. Since DM doesn’t show up until a dog is 7-14 years old, no one would know if a breeding pair are carriers until they have already reached the end of their reproductive life. Today there is a genetic test, but not all individuals who carry the gene develop full blown DM. Even Lilo and Sheena, who are crossbreeds, have hip dysplasia, which is primarily a genetic disease as well. Most dogs, purebred or crossbreed, carry at least one genetic defect. Lovely Clara, who is an ideal canine specimen in many ways- and actually has good hips- was born with an umbilical hernia, which would have automatically made her unsuitable for breeding (though she would have been unsuitable for breeding anyway as she is a crossbreed.)
Despite the capricious nature of canine inheritance, and the potential that dogs have to be dangerous if ill-handled, I prefer the company of dogs to humans. Maybe that’s a bad thing to admit, but dogs are better than men for a number of reasons.
Dogs (generally) don’t drink beer.
Dogs don’t smoke.
Dogs generally don’t dirty up laundry.
Dogs will eat what they are served.
Dogs are always happy to see me.
Dogs don’t care what I look like.
Dogs are always great listeners.
After this morning I am tempted to embark on a bit of aggressive-aggressive revenge on Jerry. I have threatened for years to video record his drunk and stupid incidents for his review (also for sharing with friends and pretty much most of the free world via You Tube) but I haven’t wanted to come off of the $$ for a video camera. If I have any tax money left over (yeah right) I may contemplate planting a couple of Jerry-cams in strategic areas. I will have to have audio too because the comments, as well as the thuds and crashes of drunk and stupid fallings down, are half of the fun.
I am not one of those people who buys the common wisdom of “alcoholism is a disease.” What a crock of shit. I used to be a binge drinker myself. Drunkenness is a decision. You either decide to suck down those beers (or in my instance, liquor and/or wine- I never could stand beer) or you decide you are going to stay sober. If habitual drunkenness is a “disease” then why isn’t smoking considered a “disease?” Nobody feels sorry for smokers (nor should they- even though smoking is a LOT harder to get free of than drinking) and society makes no provision for the smoker to indulge his/her habit. Why don’t we treat drunkenness like smoking and just stop tolerating it and making excuses for it? In my world, as I was growing up, bad behavior carried consequences. You make a bad choice you pay the consequences. Get shitfaced and act stupid, then end up as a worldwide laughing stock on You Tube. I’m thinking about it but will probably be too tender hearted to carry it out.