Blog Fight!! My Two Cents
Once upon a time, there lived a cuddly, adorable pit bull. His favorite things to do were licking people's faces and rolling over on his back. On his spare time, he volunteered at a nearby food kitchen and at a local homeless shelter.
Then Paula wrote a post about him.
And all hell broke loose.
I have read most of the discussion that followed, and found it quite amusing. My favorite quote has to be this one from one of Virginia's posts:
"Breed specific legislation is just like saying that you don't want a poor black family living next to you because their 7 year old son will end up being a gang banger."
Wow. Where do I begin?
I've never heard anyone compare dog breeds to human races. Not even Mike Richards, bless his heart. As far as I know, specific traits were purposely bred in different breeds of dogs so these breeds could serve their specific purposes, i.e. pastoral, working, toy, etc. Does Virginia mean to say... ahem, no, I can't. You figure that out for yourself, okay?
On second thoughts, the idea of comparing different breeds of dogs to different ethnicities seems to have some merit. Take for example the Golden Retriever. Ever notice how most ads show an All-American family - a Dad, a Mom, two kids, a boy and a girl, and a Golden Retriever, all of them sporting golden hair and perfect teeth. You guessed it right! The Golden Retriever is the doggie WASP! Wow, this is pretty cool.
All that thinking, of course, made me wonder what ethnicity is my dog Sparky, the Sheltie? After giving it some more thought, I am positive that my dog is Jewish. And I'm not just saying it because a part of me also is. Consider this:
My dog has sad brown eyes.
My dog has a looooong nose.
My dog has black locks of hair hanging down from his ears that my Mom says make him look exactly like an Orthodox Jew.
And last but not least, if you tell my dog you cannot play with him right now, he won't say anything, but he'll give you THE LOOK that'll send you on a life-long guilt trip.
That's it, guys. We officially have a Jewish dog. No wonder he fits in so well in this family.
Then Paula wrote a post about him.
And all hell broke loose.
I have read most of the discussion that followed, and found it quite amusing. My favorite quote has to be this one from one of Virginia's posts:
"Breed specific legislation is just like saying that you don't want a poor black family living next to you because their 7 year old son will end up being a gang banger."
Wow. Where do I begin?
I've never heard anyone compare dog breeds to human races. Not even Mike Richards, bless his heart. As far as I know, specific traits were purposely bred in different breeds of dogs so these breeds could serve their specific purposes, i.e. pastoral, working, toy, etc. Does Virginia mean to say... ahem, no, I can't. You figure that out for yourself, okay?
On second thoughts, the idea of comparing different breeds of dogs to different ethnicities seems to have some merit. Take for example the Golden Retriever. Ever notice how most ads show an All-American family - a Dad, a Mom, two kids, a boy and a girl, and a Golden Retriever, all of them sporting golden hair and perfect teeth. You guessed it right! The Golden Retriever is the doggie WASP! Wow, this is pretty cool.
All that thinking, of course, made me wonder what ethnicity is my dog Sparky, the Sheltie? After giving it some more thought, I am positive that my dog is Jewish. And I'm not just saying it because a part of me also is. Consider this:
My dog has sad brown eyes.
My dog has a looooong nose.
My dog has black locks of hair hanging down from his ears that my Mom says make him look exactly like an Orthodox Jew.
And last but not least, if you tell my dog you cannot play with him right now, he won't say anything, but he'll give you THE LOOK that'll send you on a life-long guilt trip.
That's it, guys. We officially have a Jewish dog. No wonder he fits in so well in this family.
