Yesterday was a bad day. Maybe it was day before. The days tend to run together when you’re an older dog. My younger sister Cosi, who is both strong and pretty, sweet and vicious, attacked me without provocation. I was like the little white dog in this 1924 illustration by Gustaf Tenggren, in “The Good Dog Book”
Gustaf Tenggren--from The Good Dog Book--1924
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I didn’t do anything, she just attacked. She is so deceptively sweet. She looks just like this:
Dream-runner-Stella Looks just like Cosi
(This wonderful picture taken from a post called “Dream Runner”in a blog called “Dog Virgin Diaries“)
Check out those teeth and those strong jaws. Not sweet digging into your flesh. Well I was lucky because my mom was right there to save me. Ever since I try to get under my daddys legs for safety — or hide in the ‘green room’ which is my parents easy-speak for the back poarch/storeroom. My dad isn’t too happy that his beloved books are relegated to the dog-overflow room. But that’s the way it is and we all have to accept some things we’d rather not.
Things could be worse. The good old days were no better. Check this out from 1898 where they shot dogs with bows and arrows for sport. Michael Vick don’t get any ideas.
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This blogging software is frustrating me today, so let me end with a new take on a red dog, like me. Here it is:
Georg Grosz--Suicide--1916
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George Grosz (1893-1959) was a German artist, whose art was often critical of the Germany of his day. He was drafted into the German army in 1914 and after his experiences in the trenches developed a loathing for German society savagely reflected as satirical paintings and drawings that in his words expressed ‘despair, hate and disillusionment’. This painting is surely no exception, for we see a dead body, a prostitute, and dogs roaming around the scene.
With a little luck, and if Cosi, my sister, stays at bay, my next post may be more upbeat.
Have a good day.
Rita the dog
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