Just after
the masculine party had put himself into the appropriate position, the idea
struck us that an interesting experiment
might be in order. Quickly then, we
opened a briefcase and extracted about a half slice of bread from a planned
lunchtime sandwich, and tossed it on the ground a few feet to the pair’s right,
in the male’s peripheral view. Which, we
were endeavoring to determine, takes precedence?
The answer
came without the slightest hesitation, as our canine Casanova abandoned his
intended action long enough to go scoop up the food in his teeth and gulp it
down. Then, of course, he proceeded to
take up where he’ d left off.
Consequently,
we were able to surmise that in the wonderful world of man’s best friend, the
underlying philosophy must be “you can always find a convenient girl friend,
but a meal is much harder to come by”.
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