Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Day 86: I Think Like A Dog

Today, I want to give you the greatest gift of them all: Dog Logic. I have written about it before as a handy tool for those doing internet dating, but it applies to everything, almost all the time and permanently, and may well change your life.

"But what is Dog Logic?", I hear you cry. Easy. When in doubt, think like a dog.

Dogs 'think' something, then act upon it. If they are thirsty, they do not sit around all night over three bottles of cheap Pinot Grigio, eating giant Toblerone and discussing what water they should drink (and when), with their canine chums. They don't care if the water wants to be drunk or not, or whether it might have 'issues'. They don't care what the water thinks of them, or let the water make them feel insecure. The water doesn't keep them awake at night, or make them miss buses and drop things. If a dog wants water, he sticks his nose in a puddle and laps it up.

Here's how it works.

I am hungry

Fair cop, some dogs are porkers what love a bit of sausage nicked off the table, but on the whole, they are hungry at the same times of day, and loiter around their dog bowl until someone falls over them and remembers to feed them. They eat, and then they go and have a rest. They don't usually get fat unless some butter is left on the table, in which case they will scoff a whole packet and lick their chops.

In conclusion: eat when you are hungry, and if you are a greedy pig, don't have food around that you will eat and that will make you fat.

There is a fire in a hearth

I will lie down in front of it, preferably with my head in someone's lap.

It is the afternoon. I am tired.

I will go and have a little sleep.

The man is being horrible to me.

I will therefore run away from the man, but not before whimpering slightly. If he is really horrible to me, I will cower in the corner and think I have done something wrong. Afterwards, I will not trust anyone unless they are very patient and look after me well.

The man is nice to me, looks after me, and strokes me.

I will therefore be loyal to the man, and rest my paw on his knee when he is watching television. I will also sigh when put my head on his shoulder, and be happy when he comes home.

There is a cat.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

There is a squirrel.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

There is a bed.

I will wee on it if I am anxious. If I am not, I will climb under the covers and snooze, preferably on someone's feet.

I am bored.

I will run round the garden many times chasing flies, whilst at the same time getting some exercise.

There is a stick.

I will be nice and you will throw it for me. If I am not nice, you will not throw it for me.

I am ill.

I will lie down and whimper.

I am old.

I will sleep a lot, and watch Countdown through one eye.

The person is ignoring me.

They don't want to play with me.

There is a Hot Dog.

I will attempt to make sweet love to it.

I am being shouted at.

I will hide under the table out of harm's way.

I see an IKEA bag full of clean washing that has just come out of the tumble drier and is warm.

I will live there forever.






In conclusion, if you are in a quandary, think like a dog. It will give you a rapid answer to those everyday questions that can be subject to far too much over-analysis. Everyday examples might include:

1. If someone makes you feel bad, avoid them.
2. If someone makes you feel happy, spend lots of time with them and make them happy too.
3. If you are bored doing your job and dread it in the morning, do something else instead.
4. If you are fat and miserable, eat less and move around more.
5. If something you do makes you unhappy, stop doing it.
6. If you see a cat, kill it.

Good luck, my friends. I hope you find it useful. I know I do.


Coming Soon: Why Thinking Like A Cat Is Bad For You.

20 comments:

Tired Dad said...

Best. Post. Ever.

I thought you could get a decent book out of the Dating stuff.

DON'T BOTHER.

You have fucking struck gold right here.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

High praise indeed, TD.

Tracy Lynn said...

Dude, I agree. Right fucking on.

I await the reasons why not to think like a cat with great glee and anticipation. And, perhaps, a beverage of some sort.

Anonymous said...

You forgot about barking menacingly at runners in ridiculous clothing - but unpredictably so no avoidance techniques can be employed by embarrassed owners. If you decide to do the book, I suggest that as you are a FOE (friend of the enemy, i.e. cats) you seek advice from me and my friend Stan, as you're a bit wobbly on a few things, especially food. Old kebabs and pavement-squashed chips are always appealing. My fee for appearing in your blog is 50 Bonios (lamb and rice flavour).

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Dear Izzy, I hope you don't mind me using your pic without asking, but you do look like a Hot Dog, of that I'm sure. Bonios to follow. Also good vocab for a pooch - like your style. I'll pop round and have a chat with you and Stan in a couple of weeks if that's OK. Hope the 'sighing/head on shoulder' was accurate, although if I remember rightly last time I saw you you were chewing the leg off a Barbie doll and running round and round a tree pointlessly and without end.

All the best to Stan.

NWM

Anonymous said...

I think you must be referring to my playing with the Heather McCartney doll that Paul sent to me.
Woof from me and from Stan.

P.S. Stan didn't like one woman who came to stay, so he crapped in her suitcase. He didn't like Mark much either, so he crapped on his swimming trunks that were left on the floor. Who says Dogs don't think beyond their next meal?

Anonymous said...

P.P.S. Looking forward to the Bonios. Ta.

Anonymous said...

P.P.P.S. Stan asked me to add that he is usually most discriminating, nay discreet, in his evacuation practices. It's me who leaves poo on the grass for anyone to tread in. Stan usually goes under the hedge, rather than on people's belongings, but he has to show his feelings somehow, as biting is so last year.

Anonymous said...

Don't forget:

There is someone nasty at the door.

I will bark in a big scary voice and make them go away.

There is someone nice at the door.

I will lick them a lot.

Léonie said...

Brilliant. I will use Dog Logic in every aspect of my life from here on. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

Utter genius. I'm not especially fond of The Dog, as opposed to The Rabbit, but I must admit that their lifestyle and general demeanour/attitude is certainly one to aspire to.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Dipsy - I tried licking a boy once and he ran away, but then I met another who rather liked being bitten. (He SAID he liked being bitten, before Phillip starts). What to make of that?

Leonie - de rien, cherie.

Timbo - you are too kind.

Anonymous said...

Did you offer first or did he suggest it.

Tricky moment, I guess

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

To be precise, I once sat in a bar with an awful man on a blind date:

(After an hours' awful conversation):

Him: Will you bite my balls, and hard?
Me: What, here?
Him: No. My place.
Me: No.
Him: Go on.
Me. No.
Him: Why not?
Me: No.
Him: Why not?
Me: Bye.

apprentice said...

Very good indeed.
and...

Only savage men who touch your front door.

React to anything with the "CA" sound in it, cat, catch, catalogue, see above re postmen, cantaloupe, can't...

Anonymous said...

Not a normal blind date conversation then?

Anonymous said...

would like to add a few of his own tips for good living:

When cooked meat (cold or hot, ham, beef, lamb) is placed on the table

Sit down and warble at it until you are given some

When your Beloved Human is ignoring you

Take your ball into another room, push it under the furniture and bark at it

When you are called to leave the Park

Assume excited "where's the party?" expression and go completely deaf

Sayings of Cobalt: "I'll have whatever you're having", "Cometh the walk, cometh the squirrel", "Cat is the spice of life", "Meals maketh dog".

Anonymous said...

More sayings of Cobalt:

"I sleep, therefore I am" and

"The early dog catches the biscuit".

Ithenku.

Anonymous said...

Too bastard good. Very clever. Although eerily reminiscent of an email currently doing the rounds.

But better.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Fwengebola, man, of what are you talking? Is out of my Own Head. I don't get emails that go round, as I do not work, and have no friends.

With my love

NWM

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