Authentic Howl

All dogs are searching for their authentic howl. All canines, dogs and wolves, coyotes and collies, foxes and poodles, howl. We all do it, regardless of whether we sleep in the couch or not, civilized and wild. Howling is something the canine soul needs. We howl to music. We howl to the moon. We howl to our lovers. We howl to our pain, our sorrows, our regrets, our hungers, our remorse. We howl because we can. Many people would do well to get in some howling, late at night, alone, or with a friend.

Dogs never use the word "domesticated". We prefer "civilized". We have a hard time understanding why people like to categorize us as "domesticated". So, you think we are domesticated? OK. Try driving a couple hundred miles in a Volkswagen with three pit bulls and tell me they are domesticated. 

Even dogs who show a high level of domesticity find it hard, or impossible, to control their impulse to pursue and to kill when a rabbit or squirrel darts with their range of view. 

We dogs, and I count weredogs amongst dogs here, consider ourselves to be walking a thin wire of civilized wildness. Many people I know pride themselves on the same. Jack, for example. 

Jack goes out and howls all the time. I often follow him, to make sure that is all he does, is howl. I have spent many nights sitting on stools letting him howl out his pain to me, how he doesn't know if he loves Sherry anymore, if she loves him, how their fighting is ruining them, how he can't seem to stop it. 

Just got the call. I have to go out and link-up with Sasha and Molly. They think they found something wolfishly suspicious.