We can teach dogs to save lives, to detect bombs, arms, drugs and many illnesses. We can teach them to be companions, carers, entertainers. They can be pets but they can work hard, too.
And we can teach them to fight and kill. The way we bring the best and the worst in dogs reflects our society. The loyal animal, domesticated like no other is the mirror of our ambitions, desires and fears.
I was happy to see the story of Whizz on BBC breakfast today. I needed it.
Disclaimer: ‘tabula rasa’ (‘clean slate’) doesn’t imply any dog can be anything. It refers to the choice people make for dogs to be ‘good’ or ‘bad’ (I won’t go into details or ethical/lexical/philosophical or sociological musings on the words themselves). Neither Brian nor Lily would be able to drag a human being to the shore (Whizz saved 9 people by doing just that). But Lily’s empathy makes it impossible to be sad-ever (‘Why are you sad? Have a kiss.Have a hedgehog’) and Brian is (hopefully) going to be the best canicross/skijoring dog in the UK . Well, he’s going to be good. Good enough.