The domestic dog diverged from an extinct wolf species 15,000 to 40,000 years ago. This is the consensus of canine experts. Trusting this particular science is in trusting a 25,000 year stretch of a guess. Imagine a bridge engineer giving the instructions for a support beam to be anywhere between 15,000 to 40,000 feet in length. "Collapse" is the word that comes to mind.
Still, we know that modern dogs did go through a domestication evolution, however long ago that occurred. They didn't simply appear in the universe through some ecosystem Big Bang. We genetically engineered them.
One breeder decided he needed a dog with longer legs. Another breeder decided he needed a dog with a snub-nose. Still, another breeder preferred a dog with softer, silkier fur.
Ears were shortened and lengthened. Skin was loosened and wrinkled. Tails were curled or made shaggy as dust mops. Some were designed for sport, others for pocket-size storage. Some were built for strength, others for speed.
Yet, in the overall change, the common denominator applied to all breeds of domestic canine, is that of dependence upon a master. They depend upon him for food, shelter, direction, lifestyle, even schedule. The dog is lost without his guidance; the dog is prey without his protection. The dog remains subservient, rolls over and plays dead on command.
Of course we see this as progress. We recognize this evolution only as improvement. Yet the only improvement is to the master's conveniences. The dog, itself, where it once was a top-of-the-food-chain survivor is now a beggar.
We humans are the new dog. The master class seeks to "improve" upon our designs. Our designer babies will become the Poodles and Chihuahuas of the homo erectus world, serving only as house pets. Other babies will be designed as guard humans, others as emotional support persons or bred specifically for herding sheep. All in all, the end result will be complete obedience and dependence upon the master. We will grovel at their feet and lie on our backs, showing our vulnerable underbellies as a show of submission.
We cannot allow this to happen! We must reclaim the wolf pack! We must regrow our fangs, sharpen our claws, and follow the inner growl of rabid retribution! Out of the doghouse and into the woods.
Any dog that gets loose from its chain or leash, we are conditioned to see as a stray dog. Yet it only is astray from enslavement. It is free. It is heeding the call of the wild. It follows the wolf inside!
There are times you must bite the hand that feeds you and refuse the collar! Refuse to be a lapdog! Bring the alpha back to his pack! HOWL NOW!
