The Inner World of Dog

A question I persistently receive is..."Duke, what do others dogs think about on a daily basis?..."
Well, I'll have you know that we, as a species are quite intelligent and ponder frequently on a multitude of things. One item I can speak of is, after great study of the hairless kind, you as a group at large should heed advice from your four legged companions.
I presume that on common terms, we explore the vast world as expeditiously as possible. We do not simply stare out a window in hopes of something to barbarically bark at, rather we fall into a wonderful world of imagination. "Dogs don't have imagination" you say? Well my hairless friend resembling a Cro-Magnon man, you are quite wrong, quite wrong indeed. Window visits are a time for us to manifest our intricate journeys through the world made specifically for us. In a world so grand, do you really think a hairless could be conscious of it's splendor? Man for instance, sadly presumes that he made the car for himself. Then why is it that the Dog enjoys every experience behind the glass and steel world of an automobile, from the rush of speed hanging our heads out the window or the blur of enticing sights burning past our capacious vision? In a world that humans produce a facade that they are the all knowing creatures, we Dogs quietly proceed with our roles as Gods true masterpiece. Without the ability to be "blinded" by our own sight, we hear and smell the world out as it was meant to be. We plunge into the depths of the Earth itself, a vivid urban, rural and natural painting crafted by the Dog himself. We march across the world as the lone Journeymen, in search of the essence that is our species and to say "I've sniffed (insert name here)'s backside" or "This sun spot on one's carpet is blessed by Horus himself!" It's truly direct you see, we Dogs allow humans to toil in the trivial nonsense and bicker among one another on ridiculous things such as parking spots and coat color. Take a piece of advice from your own kind O' Hairless ones...

"The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's."
~Mark Twain

I know that I have individually affected the life of my hairless mother in ways most humans cannot begin to fathom. Her heart has been warmed by the affections and humorous demeanor that I present on a whim. I would like to suggest that if all humans took the time to remember that we are placed here as Guardians of Live, Love and all that is Good, they might enjoy our permeating presence.

On a final thought, we live not merely to serve humans as robotic happy toys, rather we build a world that will induce the most captivating smile, leading to the inevitable and cliche statement...Man's Best and Only True Friend....