Dharma Dogs go woof!

[Christine Karatnytsky]

Quoth Eric:

> But what then of my (skipping both ahead and behind here, ahh know
>RRRRR!) bouy Snake? And them udder doggies who don't let us know they
>speak, lest they be made party tricks of?

Well, hm, let's see, I can't quite remember Snake at the moment, but I'll
have a look and get back to ye, unless someone else wants to tackle it

That the other dogs talk is evidence, I guess, that wonder and magic and
God are all around in the ordinary world.  That, for the most part, the
dogs keep their miraculous natures hidden indicates not only that we are
unworthy of them, but that these natures are fragile.  They coexist, but
can be easily destroyed.  We must take care.  We must be responsible for
our gods.  
The world is less fantastick.

It's so similar to the wonderful Pig stuff in GR (God, how I love that
chapter!  Truly inspired.  The beautiful female pig snuffling up to
Slothrop...).  Don't you think?   

What a wonderful man for placing pigs and dogs at the top of his
pantheon.
Sign me up for *that* religion.

Time to walk Dharma, now that I think of it.

Chris