The Moral Dog smells Disgusting, says the Owner. Thank you, I say. It was not a Compliment, says the Owner. It is in Dog, I say. The Moral Dog Thrills to his Very Tail at being called Disgusting, I say. It represents the Pinnacle of his Morning’s Achievement, I say. […]
It is not fair, I say to the Owner, to call me a Bad Dog because I Barked at the Angry Parent. I am a Dog. It is a Species Norm for me to Bark. A Moral Dog cannot be Good or Bad in such matters, he can only be […]
The Owner is reading an Article in the Guardian about Beauty. Many Owners, it seems, are having their faces Injected in order that they should look Young and Fresh. Should I be doing this, Hergest? She asks. And Please Be Honest, she adds. The Moral Dog is Always Honest. Why […]
The Owner is Reading the Newspaper when the Commotion Ensures. It was all the Rude Dog’s fault I say, as she Marches me Unceremoniously out of the Coffee Shop. He Deserved it. I cannot Take my Eyes off you for One Moment, says the Owner. I Suppose you are going […]
The Owner stomps into the kitchen ahead of me and turns on the news. I thought you were a Moral Dog, she says. The Prime Minister appears on her screen and she adds, at least he never pretends to be Moral. I do not pretend, I say, I am a […]