I read another study by people who know nothing about dogs but pretend they are experts. This one had the most scurrilous claims ever made against nature's most perfect creature. The report pontificates that dog's age much faster than people realize. In fact, when dogs turn two, they are actually 40 in human years.
I know why these researchers have advanced this convoluted argument. Humans have a completely different view of aging than dogs do. We don't pay any attention to the calendar. Worrying about time passing is wasting time, and we don't have time for that.
Humans mark off each day like they are completing a prison sentence. Dogs only measure time by meals. We consider the space between eating as an entire day, especially since we spend so much time sleeping. When we bother our parents to feed us, we are telling them the alarm didn't go off, and they are LATE. We are worried about their missing work or an appointment. It's not that we are just hungry. Honest. We aren’t obsessed with eating. We wish to keep you on schedule.
Every person has rejoiced in watching a two-year-old dog play. We are so full of life and energy. So, when they turn 40, people keep themselves from thinking they are aging by saying, “how can we become old, we are the same age as that spunky little dog?” Ratcheting up our age so that humans can feel better about themselves is just wrong.
I have discovered an addendum to the research that states when we turn three; we are considered to be 50 in human years. We are not yet elderly, but we are putting some kibble away for retirement, checking out property in Florida, and if we are intact, asking our vet about a little blue pill that will help us keep up with those one-year-old bitches.
According to the study, when we are four, we are 72. After that, we start aging one year at a time.
Humans should adjust their ages, so they are in line with the traditional way that dog years are calculated: Baby, child, adult, middle-aged, and crap shot— the five ages of man. It will save on you having to buy a new present every year, attending office birthday parties, and leaving with unwanted calories and a sugar rush headache.
Age would not be measured by date, but by accomplishment, when a baby becomes toilet trained, they are now a child. When they move out and start paying rent or mortgage, they become an adult (if they fail and move back home this period is known as a second childhood, and there is no party when they run out again.). When the final child moves away, or the last bit of hair turns gray, middle-aged is reached. When you lose your car keys for the tenth time or pee in your pants more than just a little, it's a crapshoot.
While the last two events are dispiriting, at least as the unfortunate events unfold, people can look forward to a party and presents afterward. Be wary of Grandpa peeing himself just for the party.
So remember good people as another year hurdles to a finish you are not another year older you are just closer to crapshoots.