Friday, May 30, 2025
I know people who work like dogs. I know this one person who works his fingers to the bone. He works all the time, morning, noon, and night. He’s rundown. He’s stressed and sleeps poorly. He’s malnourished, and mentally spent. He’s been working like a dog for as long as I can remember, except he doesn’t understand – dogs don’t work.
I’ve seen so-called working dogs. They lovingly provide services for the disabled. They eagerly pull sleds in the snow. They are employed as police officers. They assist hunters. They sniff out drugs at the airport. They work like dogs, but don’t bitch. Even the female dogs, the bitches, don’t bitch. They don’t seem to mind. They seem eager about their work. I once saw a bitch at the airport who was “on it,” wagging her tail sniffing bags. That little bitch, a beagle, couldn’t wait to sniff out that criminal or contraband.
I wonder if we should work like dogs and be dog-tired all the time. Dogs sleep well because they are loyal servants. They do their work with utmost devotion and love. They do it like it’s play. It is. It’s fun to work like a dog. I’m sure the police officers who have canines would back me up on this. Those German Shepherds are eagerly devoted, yes, the males and the bitches.
I wonder if Fido feels like he works like a dog. Those dogs are at play! They wag their tails as they help their blind owners cross the busy intersection. They snap to when their diabetic owners go into low blood sugar. They sleep at their sergeant’s feet while the officer does his paperwork. But, they’re always “on it.” Treats and cuddles are involved! I want to work like a dog, not just be a bitch.
Atta’ good girl, you’re not just a bitch – you’re a “hardworking” bitch.