Aye, there's the Rub
Hello. We are in a truly dreadful time in American history, in the thrall of a dutifully elected idiot monster scumbag. We are anxious. We need tranquilizing.
Several years ago, The Onion nailed this perfectly. Humans need belly rubs, like dogs do. It might improve our lives a lot.
Appropriately, this will be a blissfully short Gene Pool, mostly pictures. They illustrate what happens to a dog during a really good, sustained belly rub. In a way, it’s like sex at its most intense: One loses control of one’s faculties and makes totally ridiculous faces and issues totally ridiculous sounds without a sense of shame or insecurity or situationally destructive self awareness.
Above and below are Lexi, yesterday, during an extended belly rub session.
Today’s Gene Pool Gene Poll:
See you Thursday in the Invitational Gene Pool.
Belly rubs in humans not quite the same, either from an anatomy or psychological standpoint. Now, back scratches, back rubs and a dram or two of Scotland's finest are different matters and far higher on my list of somatic pleasures.
I feel the need to give a belly rub to my dog right now! Love the faces on Lexi!