It’s a Dog’s Life . . .
ME: Good morning. We are three days into the new year!
DOG: I don’t understand the human need to mark time.
ME: Say what?
DOG: Your years - even your months, weeks, and days - are just an arbitrary concept that you devised. It serves no real purpose in the grand scheme of things.
ME: Huh?
DOG: We dogs have no need for such artifice. We wake; we eat; we play; we sleep. Each day is the same.
ME: Okay. . ..
DOG: You humans are no different.
ME: We’re not?
DOG: You wake, you work, you eat, you sleep.
ME: True.
DOG: So why must you put little marks on a paper to remind you that time passes? Will tomorrow change?
ME: Every day is different.
DOG: Is it though?
ME: Open the wine.