by
Jack Wilson
When I was a kid, lo these many years ago, there were no leash laws. Dogs roamed freely and frequently got hit by cars, got into fights, created, through some mysterious process, new dogs to enhance, scare and delight the world.
We had a dog in our household. We didn’t own a leash; never even considered it. My uncle who lived with us claimed that he owned the dog. Maybe legally, but he worked nights and slept all day, so we took care of the dog. Dash was its name. My uncle had brought home two dogs, male and female; named them dot and dash after his interest in ham radio and Morse Code. Dot was not kept. My younger sister claimed that Dash belonged to her because he was a boy dog and Dot would have been mine because she was a girl dog. My sister, younger and smarter than me, applied some rare sort of logic with such biblical authority that I reckoned she must be right.
Dash was free to roam the neighborhood, but didn’t stray very far from the source of his livelihood which he perceived not as people but a dish which somehow magically kept being re-filled.
Neighbor dogs, on the other hand, intruded dangerously into other people’s business, especially if those people had dogs. One such pet was more interested in the amorous sensuality produced by the availability of human legs. This was distressing to all the neighbors. We never knew who owned that Don Juan Perro.
We had to keep water hoses and sticks ready to break up fights between a German Shepherd and his nemesis; a mongrel misnamed Duke. This was such a regular occurrence that it became something like tuning in The Lone Ranger on the radio at the designated time each day. (Are you beginning to see how old I am?)
Things are different today, what with Dobermans, Rotweilers and Pit Bulls creating havoc. (letters of protest from dog lovers welcome)
Most states or counties or cities have strict laws about dog freedom now. Here is a sample: "Any person owning, harboring, or controlling a male or female dog whether vaccinated or unvaccinated, licensed or unlicensed, sterilized or unsterilized, shall always keep such animal from running at large by either: (A) Securely confining such animal within an adequate fence or enclosure, or within a house, garage, or other building or (B) Accompanying the animal on a leash."
This is serious business. Stray dogs are picked up by animal control centers and put in cages for awhile. Either they are adopted or destroyed. Destroyed means killed. The typical method for this is a chamber in which the dogs are shoved and the door is sealed and the air sucked out. This is more humane than it sounds since the dogs quickly go to sleep and don’t know what hit them.
Even so, not a pretty picture.
Dog owners who do not obey the law can be severely fined. If their dog kills a baby, the consequences are devastating to all concerned. The dog is usually killed, the owners may be jailed and fined and most certainly are ostracized by the neighborhood.
Bleak!
It is easy to find dog training schools. It is easy to secure your dog. It is easy to have your life ruined by being careless about your dog.
I wish you a merry neighborhood free of dog trouble.
Love thy neighbor as thy dog.
Jack Wilson is a writer and artist from Los Angeles and Phoenix.
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