Here’s something
you may not know. Thousands of dogs all over the world have their own Twitter
accounts. Can you believe that?
Okay, let me go
back. I was one of those people a bit dismissive of Twitter. I chortled disdainfully
along with Jon Faine when he relayed the news to radio world that there were
rumours of YouTube merging with Twitter and Facebook to form a conglomerate known
as YouTwitFace. I applauded the divine Miss Kitty Flanagan when she did an
hilarious skit shouting Twitter-type information loudly, from a park bench.
Who
cares, I thought, who in the Twittersphere let another cup of tea get cold, bemoaned
their dimpled thighs or caught the cat chewing their toothbrush? (Actually, a
good warning in that last one maybe...).
So when a
particular course I’m doing decreed that we all must have a ‘presence on the
‘Net’—including on Twitter—I hit upon the amazingly unique idea of hiding
behind one of my dogs (thanks Archie) and setting up the account in his name.
And oh, how very unoriginal that turned out to be. A
zillion dog owners throughout the world thought of this years ago. Many of them
have four and five thousand followers!
And how entertaining it is to join the ranks. (Don't mention the time-wasting...)
And how entertaining it is to join the ranks. (Don't mention the time-wasting...)
There’s the
gorgeous golden retriever, Tennyson Tails, who tweeted “Human has left vacuum
cleaner in the doorway of lounge (turned off). How can I possibly get round it,
I will have to sit in the hallway forever.”
Digger (left) with his exploding bed - honestly!
Digger (left) with his exploding bed - honestly!
Or the beautiful
Cockerpoo (I think we call them Spoodles), Royston Bradley, with a photo of all
his toys pegged on the washing line '........ an old photo, Marvin has no ears now'.
There’s the irresistible West Highland Terrier, Busby Watson, with his message “Me moustache is covered in gravy. Look like Poirot.”
There’s the irresistible West Highland Terrier, Busby Watson, with his message “Me moustache is covered in gravy. Look like Poirot.”
And countless
trails of destruction—dog beds, shoes, videos, tv remotes, fruit from backyard
trees—with cute photos offering funny justifications from the doggy
perpetrators.
I
realise this is a bit like people trying to relate their dreams, isn’t it.
Chances are you’re not falling around in helpless laughter as I often am when I
waste time in the doggy Twittersphere. You have to be there. And thousands of dog-lovers
the world over obviously are. Archie has clocked up 335 followers in his first
few months. True! Most are from the UK, some from Canada and the US and a few from Australia
and Europe. One devoted Follower is a German Neurophysicist now living in Ohio. Go figure.
So look, I know
it’s a time waster. There’s climate change, Donald Trump, Syria, Africa, refugees, shameful
governments all over the world, broken promises and self-serving policies that
will affect the state of humankind for centuries to come. How calming then, it
is, to view a Tweet with accompanying photo of a brown cocker spaniel staring
fixedly at a sunny window and the caption – “Looking for a fly.” It’s a great antidote, I can tell you. Check
it out.
~*~
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