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September 1st. Happy tail.

Blood is Pouring from the Tail of the Moral Dog, in a Steady Stream. He lies weakly on his Cushion watching the Owner Rushing Around at the Sight of It as the Life Ebbs from him. Oh for Goodness Sake, says the Owner, producing a Cold Cloth. At Last, I […]

August 29th. Luck.

Today was the day you brought me Home, I tell the Owner. What were the Chances of that? I say. Of All The Gin Joints In All The Towns In All The World, You Walked Into Mine, I say. It must have been a Million to One, I say. It […]

August 27th. Perspective.

Can we go to the Moon? I ask. No, says the Owner. From the Moral Dog’s Perspective that seems a Little Harsh, I say. From the Owner’s Perspective it is Perfectly Reasonable, says the Owner. I suppose Gromit’s trip to the Moon was a Special Treat, I say. Or perhaps […]

August 26th. Spare Parts.

A New Gearbox, you say? I say. Yes, says the Owner, and a New Propeller. On an Inflatable Boat, I say. Yes, says the Owner. Consisting of? I say? Inflatable Rubber Tubes, a Hull, an Engine, a Gearbox and a Propeller, says the Owner. All of those together make a […]

August 23rd. Nothing.

There is Nothing in the Freezer, I tell the Owner. That is Impossible, says the Owner. You come and Look, I say. I see Something, says the Owner. That is not Something, I say, that is a Space where Something Should Be. A Space in which there is Nothing. Victor […]

August 22nd. Heaven.

What is Heaven? I ask. I do not know, says the Owner, although it is generally held to be a Place to which those who have led a Good Life spend a Blissful Existence after they Die. I do not see, I say, how Heaven could possibly be Blissful for […]

August 21st. All for.

What is it all for? I ask the Owner. Philosophers’ answers to this question are numerous and varied, says the Owner, but Friedrich Nietzsche said the question itself is meaningless because in the midst of living, we’re in no position to discern what it is all for, and stepping outside […]

August 19th. Dreams.

I am so glad to see you looking Normal Again, I tell the Owner, after your Night spent as a Giant Cheese. The Moral Dog was Dreaming, says the Owner. I have not spent the night as a Giant Cheese. How can you be sure? I ask. Because, during the […]

August 18th. Privacy.

Why is that star moving? I ask the Owner. It is not a Star, says the Owner, it is a Satellite. How did it Get There? I ask. It was thrown Very Hard and Very High, says the Owner, in Order that it could Circle the Earth Forever. What is […]

August 17th. Fairness.

What is this Fuss about A levels? I ask. It has been a Travesty of Unfairness, says the Owner. What is Fairness? I ask the Owner. There are many ways of describing Fairness, says the Owner. Principally Fairness is understood to be about Justice and Equality. It concerns the Perceived […]