by Martin Anton Smith

It was a hot day & so I went for a river swim.

After I was sitting on the rocks of the swimming hole.

Drying out & re acclimatising to the air-only-world, – as you do.

While doing this of course, you watch the other folk in a content daze.

There was a large lady swimming with her pug nose dog & her mum & dad were on the riverside.

The dog was half submerged & having a whale of a time.

So much so it hung a giant log in the river shallows –

Right where people swim.

The lady said “dad don’t worry it’s fish food”.

I don’t know about you – but I’m quite pretty, pretty, sure…

That that is not fish-food lady!!!

At least they scooped up half of it in a little black plastic bag.

I guess dog owners will tell themselves anything –

To exonerate their often very annoyingly behaved pooches

I guess they are in simple cognitive dissonance,

Because disciplining their pooches would require effort & maybe even cash.

It’s easier & cheaper for them to pretend the dog is an angel.

It’s probably very wise to not to date or marry a dog owner.

Unless of course it’s a Labrador –

They are like the ‘Gentlemen’ of the Dog World.

They surely would almost never take a giant shit in a popular swimming hole.