Dogs of the World Unite; You’ve Nothing to Lose But…

If dogs were to have a political association, capable of political pressure tactics, they would have definitely resorted to agitations and protests to remove an expression from the dictionary and from the general conversations of the English speaking folks. Of course, I am referring to the expression “dog’s dinner”, which always means a “mess.”

It is only natural that dogs have such a grievance, as from time immemorial, human beings have been using this expression to mean a mess or absolute disarray. A lot of canines who are living merrily with affluent human families would definitely take a lead in such a protest since, for them, life is a very easy task, where tasty food and comfortable shelter are guaranteed and the only thing demanded in return by the master, is discipline. They are taught to stay at the home in a disciplined manner, without creating any sort of messy situations and hence any reference of their name with “mess” could obviously be annoying for them.

There is one such wealthy home in my neighbourhood where there are two big dogs with some names similar to Tommy or Jimmy (these are always the names of every second dog that you would have the occasion to know the name of in our place). Lives of those dogs are so effortless and cheerful that it made one of my acquaintances to quip that if she has another birth, she would definitely prefer to be born as a dog in the same house. They don’t have to do any arduous work to “earn their living”, other than waging their tail to their master and to follow him when they are told to do so.

One of the important advantages (or disadvantages?) of my occupation is that I have to write articles on keywords or subjects about which I am least aware of or sometimes, absolutely oblivious about. One such keyword I confronted recently was “dogs welcome pubs.” While searching on the Internet to find some more information about the subject I found, to my amusement, that there are a lot of pubs in the United Kingdom where dogs are welcomed as esteemed guests together with their masters. And now, if you are someone, like me, who have never visited a pub in your entire lifetime, then hold on; make sure that you would never come in the view of an affluent dog, lest you’ll be ridiculed.

Coming back to the agitations the dogs would have resorted to, had there been a political association of dogs, they would have been efficiently supported by the animal rights activists and the dog lover community at large. They are people, who have to be respected for their special, though not rare, disposition of loving dogs the same way (at times more than) they love human beings. There is one of my relatives, a very respectable lady, who always have interesting tales to tell us about her dogs, the same way mothers talk about the feats of their children with great degree of admiration, zeal and pride.

When such people are in abundance in this world, the day is not far when we would hear an appeal similar to this – “Dogs of the world unite; you have nothing to lose but chains of ridicule, scorn and disdain” - and then we would learn to live and talk, without using the expression “dog’s dinner.”