The world had turned upside down, and the dogs have taken over the cities and towns. Yes, you heard me right. The humans are now at the mercy of their dogs. The atrocities that the dogs have suffered at the hand of humans are now placed on human kind. God help them all.
While some dogs have brought the humans into their homes, treating them with much kindness, I am afraid there are many humans who will now suffer at the hands of their dogs, suffering in the most inhumane way. Their dogs, who were once mistreated and discarded like yesterday’s garbage are now ruling the world.
My dog so politely asked me if I would like to get some fresh air and take a morning walk. He knew this was very good for my spirit. It made me a happy human. I would have an early death if I laid around all day. My dog had much wisdom and, for that, I was thankful. While on our walk, we saw something very disturbing.
I observed a human tied to a tree. His neck was bleeding from the rope burns and he could not untangle himself. He cried out in pain but dogs kept running about, not offering to unleash him or help in anyway. My dog looked at me as if to say, “See you have it pretty darn good, don’t you.” I looked up and smiled as I knew he was right.
We continued our morning stroll but the Texas heat was becoming more unbearable so my dog thought it best we head home. It was then that I saw something so horrific and disturbing that it made stop and take notice. A human was sitting in the backyard, without any shade or water. He tried to utter a sound but only a whisper left his dry, parched lips, “help me,” he cried. How a dog could let a human suffer like that was beyond my comprehension. With temperatures well over 100, it would only be a matter of time before death would come a calling to the humankind.
It was a day of strange events, as once we got home; we were surprised to find a human lying on our porch. He was skinny and dirty. He was not sure if he could trust us. He crouched in a corner, shaking in fear. My dog spoke kindly to him and he finally told us he was abandoned.
“What do you mean you were abandon?” I asked sadly. The thought was uncompromisable.
He explained that the dogs packed all their belongings and dumped him on the side of the road. He had nowhere to go. He had been walking for days, dodging cars, getting yelled out, until he found us. My dog had mercy on him and invited the human in, offering him a warm meal and soft bed to sleep in.
He began to tell his story of abuse and mistreatment all his life, since he was a little kid. He heard his dog say that he was not the kind of human the dog wanted. He couldn’t help that he got a little taller than what they wanted. When the dog would have a bad day, he would kick the human hard, causing him to become a nervous human, making him feel less than a human. All he ever wanted was for his dog to love him.
I looked at my dog, feeling so thankful for the home I had, but realizing there are many humans out there that need a good home, one that would love and care for them.
One thing about the dogs ruling the world, they tend to have so much unconditional love than we as humans do and if you treat the dog well, we as humans are guaranteed to be a dog’s best friend.
When one says “it’s a dog’s life,” well maybe they should be thankful, as right now being a human is not all that it’s cracked up to be unless you have a dog like mine.