Dawg Unleashed # 15

Dawg vs drone

Dawg here again. This week my rant blog will be short, but not sweet. I know I am probably preaching to the choir, but goodness, I get so peeved when people refer to me and my hard-working dog mates as “tools”. 

Some of my buddies work hard day in and day out on farms, ranches, and trial fields across the world. (A lot harder than I do, if truth be told.)

They don’t ask for much but give a lot. They are ready and willing to work in all kinds of weather, on difficult terrain, at all hours of the day (and sometimes night), for just a kind word, decent food, and a warm, dry place to sleep.

They go to work at the drop of a hat, never complain, and never ever quit until the job is done. They stand up to stroppy rams, bad-tempered cattle, and possessive mommas, just to name a few challenges.

You will never find a more loyal or loving companion, best friend, or reliable hired hand. They are willing, in some extreme cases, to die for their “master” and have saved countless lives by protecting their BFF from rampaging cattle that want to stomp or grind them into the ground.

As I understand it, a tool is a device used to perform or facilitate manual or mechanical work. I may not be the most brilliant dog on the planet, but I take offense at being referred to as a tool. To me, a tool is something that is used as needed and then put away and forgotten.

I haven’t met a tool yet that gives a hoot about the person using it. If a person guides a power saw blade over their fingers, then the saw cuts off those fingers. I have never seen a saw change direction or refuse to perform an action because it might injure the user.

I have seen my buddies come to stand between their person and a charging ewe or drive off a cow trying to pulverize their BFF. I also have never seen a tool offer companionship or solace in times of depression or sorrow or a tool that runs in happy circles because it has been showered with attention.

I guess what I am trying to say is that if people want to treat dogs as tools, interchangeable and dispensable machines, I wish they would leave us dogs alone and invest in a drone instead.

Just sayin’.

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