Dumb animals? by Dean Thorpe

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Dumb animals? by Dean Thorpe

Just another dumb animal
Said the man standing by the wall
Looking out at a scruffy cat
From underneath his old grey hat
His suit so smart, his face so old
Waiting for the train in the cold
Off to do a job that he hates
To put food on his children's plates
It made me think to hear those words
About the lives of cats and birds
A cat may be a little sad
But would it go completely mad?
A dog doesn't need to pay the bills
Or understand the toxic spills
A mouse would never give a squeak
If you told it that the pound is weak
A snake won't need a credit card
To help it through when times are hard
A rabbit does not suffer the blues
When it can't wear the latest shoes
A gerbil would not live on drugs
Paid for by the people he mugs
A bird flies high above the crowds
Looking down from above the clouds
The biggest things that give us stress
Are problems caused by our own mess
We fill our lives, create such fuss
Maybe the dumb animals are us?

I really do wonder sometimes if we have it the wrong way round, we think we are the most advanced species on the planet, but how come we chase round after our pets, fetching their food etc. while they sit on their bums watching us? I would probably get very bored being a dog or a cat as I like to keep my mind occupied, do they get bored or are most of them happy to have their simple lives, with simple needs.

Imagine a life where your biggest worry was where your favourite squeeky toy was or if you are going to be fed chicken or beef for your dinner? No worries about bills, jobs, credit crunches and things like that. I am not saying that animals do not get affected by such things, they just don't have to worry about it as much until it does.

Cats and other pets that I have had in the past seem to pick up a lot on emotions. I do think we are very lucky to have pets, but I sometimes wonder if they are as lucky to have us!

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