It\u2019s a good job our architect has a dog of his own, otherwise he\u2019d think my Mistress was completely loopy. Obviously she is completely loopy but that isn\u2019t the point. How many people do you know that include windows that go down to the floor just so their dog can watch the world go by while their Mistress works? I was less enamoured with having my own bathroom, but I\u2019m will to forgive her given her insistence on stable doors and special windows.<\/p>\n
I have sent my entry in to the blog competition. It took some doing to decide on which days to submit, but I tried to keep it focussed on my more political ramblings. I\u2019m just hoping that they are willing to take a dog seriously. It would have been all right if it were Orwell himself doing the judging, he wasn\u2019t afraid to reflect the voices of animals and he certainly brought the thinking of pigs to a wider audience. I\u2019ve never had much of an opportunity to make the acquaintance of pigs, at least not while they are in any state to have a political discussion. You don\u2019t get a lot of sense out of a rasher of streaky bacon.<\/p>\n
You have to think that having animals running the country would be an improvement when you see that the human news headlines offer you a preview a talent show song. \u201cThe pound is worth lots less than it was, house prices are falling, banks are going bust, what shall we do? Oh I know, let\u2019s watch a preview of a song. That should sort it all out.\u201d How do humans manage to get things so spectacularly wrong so often? Dogs may get one or two things wrong, but on the whole our simple approach works very well, if you can\u2019t sniff it, chew on it or pee on it, then it probably isn\u2019t worth bothering with.<\/p>\n
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