Die Welt is alles, was der Schwanz ist.
— Ludwig Wittgenhund, Tractatus Dogico-Philosophicus
By Peppermint Patti
Do two-leggers ever think, Sophie, about what they’re saying?
I mean, engage gray matter before opening yap!
What does that mean, “the tail wagging the dog”?
So typical two-legger.
Two-legger-think.
I could write a book!
Absurd.
Do two-leggers ever — EVER!! — try to think like a dog?
Tail wagging the dog, indeed!
Almost as bad as “man bites dog”!
But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
The idea of a tail wagging a dog — ludicrous.
Does a tail think?
Does a tail have will?
Volition?
Does a tail know right from wrong?
If you put in front of a tail —
Well, there you see how dimwitted the very concept is. Who would think of putting something BEFORE a tail?
The only way to approach a tail is AFTER the thing.
As I was about to say, if you put AFTER — by which I mean BEHIND — a tail, say, a bush-tail (aka a squirrel) and a floater (aka a bird), would the tail know the difference?
All tails are the same to a tail.
A tail is without meaning unless attached to its owner, whether it be a dog, a groaner (by which I mean the anathema two-leggers spell C-A-T) or a floater, as defined super.
Understood properly, it is philosophical hokum to speak of tails wagging dogs.
A tail is not an independent actor. It cannot think. It cannot feel. It cannot make a logical or even illogical choice.
Transitive verbs are out when it comes to tails.
Tails do not DO a thing.
Without, that is, permission of their owner.
My tail is a very active tail, but only when I will it so.
In a future conversation, Sophie, I’ll tell you what I think about “man bites dog.”
Right now, I wanted to make clear that our tails belong to us, the dogs, and no two-legger, no matter how smart she thinks she is — can wag our tails without a say-so from the dog.
Freedom to wag my tail is important.