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[laszlo_jamf]

I happen to be immensely fond of dogs. I am. I really well and truly am.

In what other beast of the field or bird of the air can one find the same sort of loyalty and devotion as in Dog? Dog alone accompanies Man when all other animals flee in the face of fire or storm. Dog alone looks first to Man before any other animal. Indeed, Man himself made Dog out of the rough shapes of Wolf and Jackal. Man himself made Dog to suit himself, and Dog obliges, going out with Man to work, serving him well, and guarding his hearth by night. The myriad shapes and purposes of Dog, the companion shape, the working shape, the tracker, the hunter, the runner, all the colors and shapes of Dog born out of Wolf with the aid of Man's hand all to suit Man. And Dog happily obliges and is shaped by the hand of Man as Man sees fit.

Man has made Dog.

God made Man and Man made Dog. And it was very good.

Now. Who's a good doggie? Yes, yes. Who wants a biscuit?

[ooc: Yes, he does like dogs--this is completely canon and authentic. But he likes them to experiment on. Remember, he is, at his roots, a classical Pavlovian. And that requires dogs (his usually get Russian names, for the record, in honor of Pavlov--but it also makes pedigrees and genealogies easy, hurr hurr).

But he'll play nice today. If doggies--cursed or ordinary--would like treats, he will have pockets full of treats and he will be wandering around distributing them--but you may have to sit, shake, fetch, roll over, or play dead first. The treats are harmless. They're just tasty bits.]

Comments

[intriplicate]

They pee on the paperwork.

[laszlo_jamf]

You really shouldn't let them into your office. I mean, there's your problem.

[intriplicate]

I will fill out a no dogs allowed form.

[laszlo_jamf]

Sounds like a plan, Fice.

Let's hope the dogs can read.

[intriplicate]

These can.

[laszlo_jamf]

Smart dogs.

[sixwinged]

So you're fond of beasts who follow another's every whim, is that it?

[laszlo_jamf]

No, I just like dogs.

Parrots can follow another's every whim, but I'm not quite as fond of them as I am of dogs.

It's a subtle nuance, I know.

[sixwinged]

Was this curse your doing then?

[laszlo_jamf]

So quick to point the finger and here all I've said is that I like dogs.

You're breakin' my heart here, kid.

[sixwinged]

If it was one of you, the logical assumption is to blame the person making a network post calling to all the beasts.

[laszlo_jamf]

Logic is nice, logic is good. But I'm not going to say one way or the other, so it won't be an answer.

It'll only be faith.

[sixwinged]

If we're all trapped here anyway, what's the use of keeping small details like who did what a secret? It's not as if we can do anything about it.

Unless of course, it's possible to kill or debilitate the deities who reign over the City.

[laszlo_jamf]

You're keeping me from feeding the good doggies of the City, now.

[sixwinged]

You have all day to feed the mutts.

[rianofski]

You're fond of dogs? They seem irrevocably stupid, to me.

[laszlo_jamf]

They're mostly harmless.

[rianofski]

They bite. And they're irritating, with their incessant barking and whining and attempts to play.

[laszlo_jamf]

First, training. I mean, well, duh.

Second, blame your ancient ancestors for their creation of Dog.

[rianofski]

I'd rather interact with an animal that didn't require wasting the time to train it. Like, perhaps, a human.

And my ancient ancestors are, undoubtedly, responsible for many of the current ills facing us.

[laszlo_jamf]

Like humans don't need training.

What a weight to bear. But don't we all bear the burden of our predecessors. The sins of the father and so on. From the Fall forward and all of that.

[rianofski]

We can break away from the burden of our predecessors, in my opinion. After all, most of the beliefs surrounding the whole idea of the sins of the father is nothing more than religious claptrap.

[laszlo_jamf]

Yes, you have two choices: stay behind with carbon and hydrogen, take your lunch-bucket in to the works every morning with the faceless droves who can't wait to get in out of the sunlight--or move beyond. Silicon, boron, phosphorus--theses can replace carbon, and can bond to nitrogen instead of hydrogen. Move beyond life, toward the inorganic. here is no frailty, no mortality. Here is Strength, and the Timeless. And in those polymer rings, escape the wheel of Karma.

If one can. I, for one, spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics.

[blackshadow]

[ Maybe by nature, Tyr is a guard dog (small as he is as one), and that's why his first reaction is to start barking at Laszlo before he even gets to close. Laszlo might not recognise him, but Tyr recognises Laszlo right away. He won't be swayed by the smell of treats! His stomach can hold out for a day... ]

[laszlo_jamf]

Noisy boy.