Why Dogs Have Wet Noses
Category: Scattershooting,Ramblings & Life
Via: robert-in-ohio • 9 years ago • 6 commentsA long, long time ago, not long after the world began, it started to rain. It was the kind of rain that really soaks you, pouring down from the sky like it will never stop.
We meet Noah, a man both watchful and wise, who looks like a lovable aging hipster from the maker movement. He begins building an enormous lifeboat the Ark then sets out to recruit as many creatures as he could remember, emanating a kind of indiscriminate Buddhist love for all, even slugs, spiders, and other creepy-crawlies.
The last to board is a mutt so odd-looking that Noah cant quite tell what kind of a dog it is, but the soft black nose assures him that it is one.
With a great big groan and a terrifying tilt, the Ark sets sail as Noah wonders whether his strange company will survive this plunge into the unknown.
They sailed away. Land had long since vanished. Only sea and sky remained. The rain fell heavier and heavier, and lightning shot from the black clouds, gleaming like snakes tongues. But apart from the crashing sounds of rain and thunder, it was completely quiet. As though there were no other sounds left in the whole wide world.
And yet inside the Ark, it was a completely different story creatures of all shapes, sizes, and appetites clamored day and night. In a scene familiar to parents raising multiple small children and perhaps good training for Noah himself, whose equally hipster-looking wife grows increasingly pregnant throughout the voyage he labors tirelessly to feed each animal its favorite food, having no peace and not a wink of sleep.
No sooner had the last animal had dinner and gone to sleep, then it was time for the first to have breakfast again.
And yet Noah manages to hold the floating fort for twenty days until, suddenly, disaster strikes the Ark springs a leak. Although the hole is no bigger than a chestnut, water begins to gush in, spelling dread and doom.
With his now beloved dog by his side, Noah brainstorms for a plan. At last, lightning of the more welcome and metaphorical kind strikes.
Just like that, the supreme testament to the dogs dogness its soft black nose plugs the hole and saves the Ark.
All other creatures rejoice as the loyal dog sits there for forty days and forty nights, keeping their lifeboat from sinking amid the seemingly endless ocean.
And then one morning, just as the dog smells an unfamiliar scent, another violent disruption rattles their nautical rhythm the Ark hits something hard.
Land! Hills rose up through the mist and behind them there was a tiny bit of blue sky. The rain had stopped at last and a magnificent rainbow stretched across the sky.
One by one, the creatures disembark onto the long-awaited shore, marveling at the lush life covering the land. But just as Noah, the last to climb out, joins the marveling bunch, he is seized with a shocking realization: His beloved dog is still down in the belly of the boat, nose faithfully plugging the hole.
Noah rushes to the rescue.
Noah gently stoked his dogs tummy.
Good boy, he whispered.
Woof! the dog replied, leaping up to give his master a kiss wit his wet nose.
Never again would Noahs dog have to go to sea. But from then on, every dog in the world would have a wet nose.
And that, you see, is why dogs have wet noses.
http://www.brainpickings.org/2015/06/25/why-dogs-have-wet-noses-steven-torseter/
Loyalty and self-sacrifice for the good of others clearly explained in a children's story.
Cute story RIO.
Kavika
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Thanks for the feedback
aaawww! I wish I had the imagination that wonderful story tellers have....sigh
Good one!!
Nona
The fact I do not have that talent for creativity makes me appreciate those that do so much more
I am glad you liked the story - thanks for the feedback
You're welcome!