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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460018" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dogged by comparisons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behind the gym on the non-stop route out of town<br>and the housing estate and the light industrial<br>awaiting a so-called ‘developer’<br>there’s this park – correction, Dogshit Central; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">once, I guess, it was a ‘common’; now, <br>even ‘civic amenity area’ is too good for it; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the far end, an occasional gardener clips a hedge, <br>prunes the few rose bushes once a year; <br>this end, it’s all railings and rough grass<br>and dogs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not dogs and people; dogs. At weekends, <br>dogs and people, yes; balls and sticks are thrown, <br>exercise taken, tails wagged; <br>humans are human once again..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">weekdays, how convenient<br>to combine the dog-walkies with<br>the shopping; leave them there for an hour or so, <br>they’ll be safe, make their own entertainment..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so – no balls, no sticks, no masters – what do they do? <br>Today, there’s five of them in a merry pack, <br>tongues out, tails flying, bounding around half-turning, <br>eager for more joy, more joy, <br>using twice the energy they’d use for rabbit-stalking…<br>celebrating their dogness, and pure being, celebrating life itself…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now gather their five owners in a posse…<br>a sorry bunch of humans, <br>uncomfortable in the company of their kind, <br>at best, living the wild life through their dogs, <br>at worst, not fit to own a dog…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">don’t you wonder that dogs<br>don’t lose their sanity, their joy, <br>their faithfulness, their loyalty, <br>having to look after the spiritual welfare<br>of this two-legged and unnatural, <br>inferior and drearier<br>branch of evolution, the human race? <br>They who bury their hopes and fears<br>to dig them up again tomorrow, <br>to chew them over in regret and guilt...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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there’s this park – correction, Dogshit Central; 

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