THE PERUVIAN DOG
I once heard an insult delivered in a film. One man called another 'a Peruvian dog'. It's clear to me now just how powerful those words are.
The Peruvian dogs are wild, interbred, collarless, ownerless. They trot around the city streets in packs, up to a dozen at a time, all shapes, sizes, swarming the legs/ankles of pedestrians, sniffing 'tail-ports' and humping each other. Entirely new mutant breeds of dogs are created, some too shocking to look at. At night they howl, bark and run free on the cobblestone streets when the constant flow of traffic is greatly reduced. Oddly, the indigenous people ignore them entirely as they pass, unless they impede a taxi or are pushing up against your leg while mounting each other. Strange, the dogs seem calm, almost in a spiritual state. Could they be born from an ancient civilization where dogs ruled the land, or perhaps crossed over or banished from another dimension? Well, I do know this, Sparky needs a breath mint and a flea shampoo.
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