Julia, dogs and human nature

This is Julia Klöckner. You may never have heard of her, but read on and you will find out.

Julia is the German Minister of Food and Agriculture, a fact you probably already know if you live in Germany. This week – to much derision – she proposed an animal welfare ordinance that pet owners should walk their dogs twice a day. The ordinance would require that dogs be “permitted to exercise outside of a kennel at least twice a day for a total of at least one hour.”  This is allegedly to “ensure that dogs are given sufficient exercise and contact with environmental stimuli.”

I am not sure that Julia has thought this through as carefully as she might. I am sure the principles behind the ordinance are benign – it might, for example, help to reduce the deplorable and cruel industry of puppy farms and it might discourage people from treating dogs as toys. However, the problem with this blanket rule – indeed with many blanket rules imposed centrally – is that there are always important exceptions and there is always human nature to contend with.

Johanna and I met when we were both living and working in Germany, so we occasionally find it useful, entertaining and potentially dementia-postponing to exchange comments in German. This morning, for example, Johanna felt she should introduce our whippet, Archie, to some German and to the new German ordinance by calling loudly to him: “Komm, Archie, wir gehen spazieren!  Dreissig Minuten genau. Neun und zwanzig Minuten geht nicht.” (Come, Archie, we’re going for a walk. Thirty minutes exactly. Twenty-nine minutes is not acceptable.) To this Archie responded with his usual mournful look, comprehended nothing and did not move a muscle. Whereas many dogs at the sound of the word “Walkies!” or the sight of a lead will dash to their owner wagging an enthusiastic tail, Archie never does this. Despite their reputation for speed and agility, whippets are very happy to lie about all day, if allowed to do so. Usually a small biscuit will entice him from his bed, but if it is raining, Archie needs to be forcibly dragged out and will spend most of any rainy walks attempting to pull his owner back to the dry warmth of home. I challenge Julia to cope for thirty minutes with a stubborn rain-soaked whippet in a gale. I am sure there must be a few whippets in Germany; there are certainly rain and gales from time to time.

There are at least three other problems that I can see with this potential “walkies law”.

First, all dogs are different. A half-hour walk twice a day may be fine for some dogs, but for a collie it will barely take the edge off the creature’s desire to be up and doing, chasing about or herding something, while for a chihuahua or a dachshund it may be too much.

Second, how on earth do you police this law? There are far more dogs than police in this country, and I am sure the same is true in Germany. If such a law were introduced here, I have a vision of hundreds of dogs (many of them whippets) digging themselves into their beds in a show of communal resistance, while dozens of large policeman stand helplessly about waving batons, handcuffs and tasers to no effect. As for the dogs’ owners…..

Third, there is an unfortunate side to human nature which some can find hard to resist. Let me illustrate it like this, as it might play out in a fictitious German household if this law were ever to be enacted:

Heinrich: I see Frau Schmidt’s curtains are still drawn.

Lisel: Again. She is so lazy. Why is she not out and about with Rudi, her schnauzer?

Heinrich: It is so long since I saw Rudi that I cannot exactly remember what he looks like.

Lisel: I am sure I can hear him barking in his kennel.

Heinrich: Time to call the police. Rudi has not had his two thirty minute walks a day for at least a week.

…And so on across the country. The unpleasant human habit of dobbing on your neighbour would spread like a virus. We have already seen mild forms of it during lockdown.

I am prepared to bet a bag of dog biscuits that Julia’s law will never see the light of day, or if it does, it will be abandoned quickly. The controversy and laughter surrounding the threat of it should serve as a warning to all politicians everywhere that if you want to regulate human behaviour, it has to be done in a way that carries people with you; and the best way to achieve that is to convince people that what is proposed is sensible, workable and in their best interests. If politicians learn nothing else from this pandemic experience it is just that.

Meanwhile, if you want to regulate dog behaviour, first try to understand your dog.

 

 

About Eric Sinclair

Writer, stroke survivor, whippet owner, music lover, charity volunteer
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2 Responses to Julia, dogs and human nature

  1. Kevin Noe Power says:

    The German minister is not exactly barking mad, but she should pay attention to Eric’s words of wisdom in this post. Our dog, Ben, is a cross between a Border Collie and Yorkshire terrier. How the dogs in question managed that breeding trick has always puzzled me… but I digress. Our Ben and the Sinclair’s Archie are birds of a feather (sorry about the mixed metaphor there!). Ben is full of walkies enthusiasm in dry weather. Rain brings out his defiance and dumb insolence. Like Archie, when dragged out for the obligatory walk, Ben will oblige swiftly within 100metre of the house: leg cocked, long stream; circular motion, squat : one doggie crap delivered – and then he drags his walker home, No ifs or buts for Ben. The same applies to the first airing of the day. Even though his bladder and bowel may be close to bursting point, his lack of enthusiasm for venturing out in the rain has been consistent since he arrive here as an eight week-old pup (He is now just over four.). At the back door he turns his neat head and gazes up in disbelief at whoever is encouraging him to go out into the yard/garden to ‘perform’. His expression says louder than any words: ‘What? Go out? In THAT? You must be effing JOKING!.’ Whereupon he quite literally turns tail and flees to the comfort of his own bed, or the sofa, or any available human bed. (He sleeps around in our house, does Ben.) This is the same Ben who, in good weather, tears out into the garden of a morning, barking loudly to greet the new day and searching for Silas (our cat) to carry out a bit of canine territorial terrorism; the same Ben, who, barks joyfully at nobody/nothing in particular when he’s being taken for his ‘serious’ walk and sniffathon of the day.. To sum up: the German minister is cordially invited to spend a week with Ben. We can guarantee that there will be a mix of sunshine and rain, so that she can learn to live with Ben’s weather moods. Then she can move to our neighbour’s house and see how she does with his Labrador…but that’s another story.

  2. Eric Sinclair says:

    Thank you for your insight into life with your dog. Ben is indeed a one-off, which is probably what the Yorkshire terrier said after the “event”. Unusual for us to agree so closely on something, but great minds.. and all that.

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