I imagine that humans are like this in their own way. Constantly glomming what they desire without hesitation or gratitude. I sometimes walk past the various celebrations in our lobby and see people eating and drinking as quickly as they can, probably trying to avoid the awkward neighborly conversations that permeate such an event. "Isn't it cold outside?" "Have you seen that show about those people doing that thing?" "Does your oven work?" Jeez. I'd try to get out of there too. I'm so glad I don't have vocal chords. Seriously, this is what people talk about. Don't get me wrong, I'm not putting down humans, but a lot of this is empty air. At least with dogs, we mostly just sniff each others buttocks and move on. Maybe we go back for a second sniff, just to be sure. But for the most part, it's quick and simple. I really can't think of one thing that I take the time to enjoy. Ok, a chew, maybe. Sleep. Well, yea, sleep. But then again, I'm asleep. That doesn't count. It's almost like I'm not there. Oh, I know. A well orchestrated belly rub. Fantastic. I could keep lying there for a long time with that. And it's always enjoyable, almost too much so. Sometimes I sit around recalling a belly rub I received weeks ago, if it was done well. I remember where I was, the situation, who was giving the massage. That's the kind of thing that you just can't rush.
Lick, wag, sniff.