a fool off his guard

So.
We now have a dog.
So to speak.

Last sunday, I was at home from Church with some strange migraine. I get strange migraines all the time, but I took some asprin and went to sleep, and when I woke up around 11.5 or so, it was gone. So I went outside, took the clothes in, set the table for lunch, put the clothes out, opened the front door to let some breeze blow in, and went online.

Later, my mother came home.

"Did you know there's a dog there?" she asked.

There was a puppy waiting patiently on our front porch. He seemed cowed, as my mother pointed out. I could see his ribs, but he seemed friendly enough. He didn't try to come inside, and was obviously house trained. Later in the day, he went out of his way to poop on the lawn.

I hate it when this happens.

See, this has happened before. With a black and white pregnant cat. Our house is near the road, so any animal thrown or left in the vacant lots nearby—one of which actually borders our house—will find it's way to our home first. There is another house roughly the same distance from the road, but they're fenced off, and any animal trying to get there would have to walk though overgrown bush, compared to the walk to my house, which was partially cleared a few months ago.

|
2h|
L |
cL+——
cL | cL h cL
cL| L 3h

Where h is my house, 2h is the second house, 3h is the house due west of mine, L is an overgrown lot, cL is a cleared lot, { | }and { — }are roads, and { + } is an intersection.

In case you were wondering what happened to Whisky, we took her and her kittens to the local Humane Society, where they presumably were killed. Oddly enough, one kitten seems to have escaped, and is living happily in the bush around our home on lizards and such.

It's been said that one could put a pack of terriers in the Artic, and within a week, they'd be living in caves and bringing down caribou.1 The case could also be made for domestic cats, who could survive quite happily on birds, mice, and lizards. However, if a dog has known nothing but reliance on humans, it may find it difficult to go wild. There are packs of self-sufficent dogs roaming Nassau, some with collars on. If their feeding by humans were to be taken away, they could survive, easily. The dog near our house is not so independent. Beaten and starved, he has come to rely on people for food.

In a sense, the same could be said for some human relationships, especially abusive ones. The abuser makes the victim emotionally dependant, so that they are metaphorically unable to survive wihout the abuser. The difference being that the dog doesn't know what's being done to it is wrong. The human knows, but rationalizes it because they are simply unable to leave.

This dog is going to be a real pain.
  1. Specifically, by Harry Pearson, in Racing pigs and Giant Marrows.

//could fall and fall hard

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