Hello! I am Stella, the Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. (Let’s wait a few moments to see if my transcriptionist will interrupt to say something like, “No, you’re not the queen” or “self-styled”. I don’t know what “self-styled” means, but I am sure that it is rude.)
Okay, no interruption so far. Please join me for MY blog. Today’s topic: Humans. Why?
I discussed a similar question with my blog post entitled “Why Did God Make Cats?”
The existence of humans is not nearly as confusing as the existence of cats. Actually, I still have no answer for why cats should exist. That one may be a long time in coming, but I believe the Creator will help me to understand someday. I am sure He had His reasons.
Humans are an easier question because they actually do stuff that helps dogs. (Can cats truthfully say that?)
Here’s a short list of how humans help us:
Did I mention food?
(Transcriptionist: Stella, you’re repeating yourself.)
Ah, our first interruption. MY BLOG, MY RULES. Where was I?
Softy toys – Humans don’t really have to make them in the shape of pink and blue dogs and red lobsters. We are not fooled. We know that they are not real. People think we are stupid. Here’s a secret: We’re not the ones making pink and blue wiener dogs that don’t even have any wieners in them. Where are the wieners, humans?
Chew toys – Great for relaxing after a long day, though for many, many thousands of years, we dogs have provided our own chew toys in the form of sticks.
Soft beds – What a wonderful invention. Perfect for lazy dogs. And the humans can use them, if there is enough room.
Love – did I say that?
(Transcriptionist: Yes, you did, you sweet, smooshy- faced, old thing,)
Well, I didn’t mean to. It just slipped out. And now you’ve gone and called me those mushy names. Please stop it. I just meant that the head pets are nice and the belly rubs. But stay away from that hugging business.
So do humans serve a purpose? The Great Creator must have thought so. (Of course, He made cats, too, and I still don’t understand that.)
They keep telling me that dog is man’s best friend. Maybe the humans are ours.
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