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My favorite pizza

I have given it a lot of thought and I have come to a conclusion: I know what my favorite pizza is. I thought especially about this topic during meditation.  I know I should let go of all my thoughts while meditating, but that is very hard with musings about pizza. So I decided I’d think it through once and for all and after I made up my mind about my favorite topping, I could stop thinking about it during meditation. And be ready to ’empty my mind’, whatever that is.

I am ready to reveal it now: my favorite pizza is a quattro stagioni. That means it consists of four toppings. One topping is a big fat juicy pigeon (dead, so it won’t fly away). The other one is fruit de mer, especially little crabs and some herring. The third topping is another real delicacy: cat poo (preferably fresh, but a few days old is no problem). The fourth piece of my favorite pizza is an even more craved for delicacy, very hard to find (which puzzles me, because there should be loads of it, considering the number of people): human poo.

Favorite pizza

When I told M about my favorite pizza topping, she made a face that probably means she will not make this one for me. She did tell me that I am presumably right in choosing these toppings, from a canine point of view. And that I could make some money if I would sell this pizza to all the dogs I know. Ha! She must be joking. Selling pizza, what a silly idea. I would never do that, I would eat them all!

 

Black box

Right. There is something I would like to ask you, my human readers. When we go out, we meet other people with their dogs. A lot of them, however, don’t pay any attention to their dog, but are looking at a strange black box. Sometimes they even talk to it. And no, they don’t appear crazy to me, at least, not all of them.

I do not understand. What can be more important than sniffing the day and enjoying the weather? Their dogs don’t always seem to mind, because without the attention they can do anything they like. Sniffing very long at a certain shrub or staring rudely at another dog, for instance.

But to be honest: this is not a satisfying way to go out with your human. We dogs like the companionship of other dogs, but we like to be with humans, too. Especially with the human we live with. And not only to be with him/her, but to go out together, to have Adventures together.  A dog can have a very strong bond with its human and it is the most wonderful thing in the world. Me, for instance, I will do anything for M: I will protect her and bring her back stupid balls because she likes to throw them and find her pizza if she is hungry (although she never asked me, so until now I ate them all myself). She will protect me, give me food and shelter and a soft bed. We are buddies. That is what this dog-human-relationship-thing is for.

Right?