Education Gone To The Dogs
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I don’t know why the English language has this saying “gone to the dogs” to mean that something has gone badly or lost its previous lustre.
Of course, from an animal rights point of view, it is oh-so-wrong and offensive, because dogs are about the most eager-to-please animals we humans would ever encounter.
Talking about “going to the dogs”, you know I work in a college.
College = Education?
This morning, as I drove into our parking area, a car had blocked the entire exit. The driver had reversed his car to park it in such a way that he could zip into his car and drive out straight away because he had parked his car right at the “mouth” of the exit.
But his car being there blocked everyone else and nobody would be able to get out unless he moved his car first.
It is a requirement in the college that whoever blocks anyone else, has to leave his or her name and handphone number on the windscreen.
There was no name or hp number on his windscreen.
There were plenty of other parking bays since it was still early, but he just had to park at the mouth of the exit, which was not even a legal parking bay.
Looking at what he had done made me instantly think of Bobby, who is now blind, and Vixey, our beloved cat who was supposedly mentally and physically retarded.
Bobby, even now that he is completely blind, would make the effort to go to the furthest corner of the room or living hall, to pee whenever he is upstairs should he be unable to locate the bathroom. We can’t expect him to locate the bathroom since he is blind and this is a new house. Sometimes, if our upstairs grille is not closed, he would make his way downstairs to pee and poo, and somehow come back upstairs. And he is blind.
Vixey was supposedly mentally and physically retarded (brain degeneration from birth), but she helped looked after every single kitten I brought back and towards the end of her life when she had to be given enemas to help move her bowels, she would jump out in to the garden, a place she never goes to, go to the furthest corner of the garden, stay there, so that when she poos, she will not dirty the house. Not only did she go out to the garden, but she would go to the furthest corner. For little Vixey, who only stayed with me in my room, going out to the garden was a long and quite scary journey.
So, the human who works in an educational institution who parked his car for his own convenience, blocking everyone else, made me appreciate animals so, so much more.
Education should go to the dogs, shouldn’t it?
Source: http://myanimalcare.org/2012/04/03/education-gone-to-the-dogs/
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