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June 19th. Suspense

Get off the Sofa, says the Owner. You always say that, I say. And you never Get Off, says the Owner. Then why do you Keep Asking? I ask. Because I hope that you will Learn from your Mistakes, says the Owner. Just because you got it right Yesterday, does […]

June 18th. Einstein

I would like to Travel in Time, I say, in order to have Another Birthday Today. You cannot do that, says the Owner, because it is Physically Impossible to Travel to the Past. The Past no longer exists, except in Memory. That is a Nowist view, I say. Nowism is […]

June 17th. The Birthday Presents.

Today is the Moral Dog’s Birthday and he is Presented with a Number of Gifts by his Friends in the Park. The Gifts are Excellent in their Dog-Appropriateness, Sentiment and General Design. The Owner, Somewhat Doggistly, says she is Exercising what she calls her Reasonable Powers of Veto over Some […]

June 16th. Plank.

The Owner and I head into the Park. The Sun is Shining and there are Moral Dogs everywhere. Balls are being Thrown and Chased, Squirrels are Hanging around the bottom of Trees Seductively, Ducks are Chorussing Smug Insults as if they think a Moral Dog cannot Swim, Small Humans are […]

June 15th. Evolution.

The Owner and I have been Watching the Prime Minister’s briefing. The Owner has gone that Lilac colour she reserves for Prime Ministers, Health Secretaries, Home Secretaries and Those People who keep Ringing the Doorbell in the Middle of the Night. Can we go to the Zoo? I ask. No, […]

July 14th. The slippery slope.

The Owner and I are in the Woods when she reads that there are People who want to tear down the Statue of Winston Churchill. That is terrible, she says. Sir Winston Churchill’s statue does not Commemorate the Profits of Slavery, it commemorates his Pivotal role in the Defence of […]

June 13th. The Mice.

Evening, says the Mouse. Excuse me, I say, I thought you had left. There was a certain amount of Eviction, says the Mouse, but I have Regrouped. You do not seem to have learned your Lesson, I say. What do you mean? Says the Mouse. You appear to have walked […]

June 12th. Oppressing Ophelia.

We meet a Huge Snarling Dog I have not met before. As I approach to say a quiet hello it flies at me through the air, Snarling Terrifyingly. Whilst the Owners commence a Mind-Numbing discussion of the Failings of the Health Secretary which I assume will Last Some Time, I […]

June 10th. Changing the past.

They have removed another Statue, I say. I saw that, says the Owner. Do you think removing Statues can change the World? I ask. Yes I do, says the Owner. I do not see why, I say, other than momentarily for the brief celebratory moment when the Odious Figure topples […]

June 9th. Representation.

Look at that Hergest, says the Owner. What do you see? I see a picture of a Statue, I say. I think the Owner may be somewhat obsessed with Statues but since it is, undeniably, a picture of a Statue, there is little else I can say. Sometimes, says the […]

June 8th. The Statue.

So they threw the ancient and valuable Statue into the Sea? I say. Yes, says the Owner, they did. Was it ugly? I ask. In some ways No, says the Owner, but in most ways Yes. They destroyed a Historic Monument? I say. The Whole Concept of what is Historic […]

June 7th. Totalitarianism.

We arrive at the Park. Tennis Players are Tennissing, Runners are Running, Squirrels are Flaunting, Ducks are giving the Moral Dog Insinuating Looks regarding our Mutual Possession of Webbed Feet. Ladies in Pink Trousers Abound. It is a Positive Heaven for the Moral Dog. I Lunge for the Gate in […]

June 6th. Oppression.

Knocking People Over, says the Owner, is Bad Enough. But Failing to Look After them when they Fall is Abject Dereliction of Duty. I cannot believe I have seen this in the So-called Land of the Free. That Man is Lying on the Floor, I say. He is clearly Badly […]