A dog has the soul of a philosopher.
–Plato
At first glance, this quote from Plato seems, well, wrong. Surely
creatures that intentionally eat rabbit poo and roll in stinky, decaying animal
remains could not be philosophers. (Let me say here that I, Miss Cuddlywumps,
am not anti-dog. I am anti-poo and
anti-stink.) But She of Little Talent enjoys dogs and assures me that dogs are
not all poo and stink. Some of them are even as intelligent as I am, or so she
says. We’ll just let her be wrong about that. Add it to the long and growing
list of things She of Little Talent is wrong about.
But, to keep old SoLT happy, let’s give dogs the benefit of
the doubt. Let’s assume that when they eat rabbit poo and roll in decaying
remains, dogs are actually inquiring into the nature of poo and decay. That is
philosophical, sort of. So perhaps Plato was right: a dog does have the soul of
a philosopher.
A cat, though, has the soul of true wisdom.
Plus we don’t eat poo.
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