Tapping into what he was thinking as he sat out beside the sidewalk staring intently at a passing Poodle’s wagging hindquarters, scratching absently behind one ear, most people would say Rex was just a dog. Most people would be misreading him. Rex was more than met the eye.
The Poodle turned the corner and left little for him to remember her by other than strong whiff of some expensive shampoo. She left his brain. Rex tended to live in the moment, even while his brain was planning for the future. He yawned, languorously, got up and stretched, drawing out the moment while waiting for an impulse to strike him.
The Poodle turned the corner and left little for him to remember her by other than strong whiff of some expensive shampoo. She left his brain. Rex tended to live in the moment, even while his brain was planning for the future. He yawned, languorously, got up and stretched, drawing out the moment while waiting for an impulse to strike him.
Other dogs fretted over where the next meal was going to come from, which female in the neighbourhood was in heat (and which ones they might stand a chance with), whether or not they were going to get in trouble for making a mess of the living room. Rex wondered whether or not, if you told a girl dog you thought she smelled like warm honey, she'd let you have your evil way with her faster than if you told her you thought she was pretty.
Rex was bored and thinking, as he often did, about why humans did what they did. Such a fascinating species Homo sapiens sapiens. So complicated versus Canis lupus familaris, the "domestic dog."
Satisfying a sudden itch Rex rubbed the right side of his nose vigorously with the back of his right paw. A few Bulldogs waddled by, several cougars slinking, a couple of sabre-toothed tigers, many of them casting him a sidelong glance, a tentative sniff in his direction, but there were no Poodles in sight.
He pulled out his iPhone, checked for news from his online dating accounts and put it back in his shirt pocket. His jeans were pushing his ‘package’ to one side and he shoved his hands in his pockets to rearrange things as surreptitiously as he could while leaning against a wall on a busy street in the city's bustling business district.
Another Poodle approached from up the street, her teased-out mane framing an attractive, though not striking, set of features. Her snout was a bit long for her face, he mused. She looked at him as he started his assessment down at her clacking wedges and worked his way up the A-line skirt, the ringless left hand, narrow waist, smallish B-cups and long neck, sipping her like a iced cocktail in a tall glass. She rewarded his attention with a frigid glare.
Satisfying a sudden itch Rex rubbed the right side of his nose vigorously with the back of his right paw. A few Bulldogs waddled by, several cougars slinking, a couple of sabre-toothed tigers, many of them casting him a sidelong glance, a tentative sniff in his direction, but there were no Poodles in sight.
He pulled out his iPhone, checked for news from his online dating accounts and put it back in his shirt pocket. His jeans were pushing his ‘package’ to one side and he shoved his hands in his pockets to rearrange things as surreptitiously as he could while leaning against a wall on a busy street in the city's bustling business district.
Another Poodle approached from up the street, her teased-out mane framing an attractive, though not striking, set of features. Her snout was a bit long for her face, he mused. She looked at him as he started his assessment down at her clacking wedges and worked his way up the A-line skirt, the ringless left hand, narrow waist, smallish B-cups and long neck, sipping her like a iced cocktail in a tall glass. She rewarded his attention with a frigid glare.
