During the pandemic, some people got a dog.

Not only because of the necessary proximity of a living being, but because the dog brought with it the privilege of being able to go for a walk day and night.

However, if all the new and old dog owners were cynologists, we, the dogless and dog-afraid walkers, would be better off.

We could do our laps in a relaxed way without suddenly being faced with a bared fighting dog.

In this way, the dogless non-cynologist becomes a bold scientist because he thinks about breeders and breeds, about masters and mistresses and, inevitably, comes up with bold theories, for example which crosses could possibly produce the most pleasant specimens for him.

By the way, Vicco von Bülow, alias Loriot, can be seen as a very bold thought leader in this scientific discipline.

His exemplary developmental depiction of the pug, which, as Loriot was able to convincingly portrayed, was once a moose in earlier times, is one of the fundamental works of daring literature.

But as a serious bold scientist you naturally ask yourself what happened to the clever gray wolf who stupidly swallowed his grandmother back then. As always, it is these little stupidities that have fatal consequences, because now the wolf runs around as a dog animal bred in over 300 breeds, which is at the mercy of domesticated humans.

No, it is not natural selection and the necessary adjustment that made him what he is today. It is the masters and mistresses who breed what fits on their lap. It is noticeable that you cannot talk to certain dog owners. For example you might say to them: Please keep your dog on a leash, I'm afraid of dogs. They either laugh at it or they pretend to be deaf. It is also possible that they answer: He does nothing. Or: He only bites the postman.

Perhaps it is a very bold theory - what else is boldness for - that the world would look better if the dog owners were completely silent and let their dogs do the talking.

Of course, the dogs shouldn't parrot the gibberish with which they are treated by their masters, they just need to have a minimum of articulation skills.

Loriot demonstrated that wonderfully with the speaking Bello.

One could, one should transfer the human ability to speak to the dog.

Most dogs are superior to their masters in terms of intelligence, good-naturedness, loyalty, temperament and so on, and so it does not seem absurd that with them, if they could verbalize their sensitivities, a more meaningful communication would be possible than with the two-legged men who harass them .

But what do we do with the speechless masters and mistresses who roam around, growling and barking hoarsely? They looked jealously at their friendly, intelligently chatting dogs and didn't understand what they had to say to people. It could also be that the now left alone masters and mistresses would become biting-mad and bloodthirsty (which they ultimately always have been). Yes, many more bold theories could be advanced, but unfortunately the greatest bold scientist, Herr von Bülow, is no longer with us. If only we could see him again, with or without Bello.