Woof! Woof!..life

"woof woof," Jimmy looked at his son.

"What is it son. You seem to be having something to ask me." He waited, licking Caesar on his forehead, the way his dad used to lick him.

"Dad, I have few things to ask you." he said in his feeble voice.

"Bring it on," Jimmy said, like a veteran who knows everything that happens around.

"Dad, why does Mr&Mrs Smith always fight over something that is called money?"

"Oh, that is quite simple. See, in our life we never have to come across those things. But what I gather is that money is something that is instrumental is bringing us the food. Mrs Smith can never be happy with the basic amenities like food and shelter. She always wants more. We are happy when we get food. She wants things like jewels, car, party and so on, which is beyond my realm of understanding. Mr Smith is not able to provide her with all this. That is the reason why they keep fighting."

"Why is Mr Smith called an alcoholic?"

"I think the reason why Mrs Smith calls him alcoholic is because Mr Smith comes home everyday drinking something that makes him delusional. At times he is so delusional that he calls me by my dad's name."

"Ok," Caesar nodded like he understood. "What about the guy who comes home everyday when Mr Smith is away in office. Who is he?"

Jimmy had to think before he answered his question. "The person who comes here everyday apparently is called the lover boy. He gives Mrs Smith what Mr Smith cant deliver."

"What kind of service is that? I mean, if he really wants to deliver something, cant he do it when Mr Smith is home?" he questioned his dad.

"Son, the way humans work is different from how we work. They want to do things in a very clandestine manner. Otherwise their ego is hurt."

"Ok, but what is ego? I have never come across something like that before."

"From what I gather, ego is something like the mixed feeling that we share with the cats in this house. We never let the cats run the show do we? Similarly, humans can accept that somebody could be better than them."

"It makes lot of sense you know dad. But there something that has been troubling me. I once overheard Mrs Smith saying that she does not love Mr Smith. Now what is love?"

"That is a very tricky question my dear son. I do not think that I can do justice in answering that question."

"Please dad, you know everything that happens around. Please tell me about love also. What does it do?"

"Son, love is something the humans can never understand. It is the simple relation that I share with you. Humans always associate love with the opposite sex. What they lack is the ability to understand each individual and accept them the way they are. The day they start doing that, then you can say that they love everything around them. Unfortunately their greed never lets them accept things the way they are. So they run after love the way we run after a car or bark at a stranger, not knowing what exactly we want from the action."

"But dad, if they cant love others, do you think they love themselves? As in, do you think that Mr Smith loves himself?"

"I think that humans loving themselves is like us chasing our own tail. We keep trying to bite our tail thinking that we will succeed, but we never do, do we? Similarly humans try to ove themselves, but never succeed."

"Thanks dad, you were great. I hope I never become a human any day. I am happy being a dog, and enjoying the simple things in life. what about you dad. You have seen them long enough to know whether they live a happy life or not."

"Even I prefer this life to that of humans son. At least we have each other and we also get food and shelter everyday till we die."