I've seen all of Orion's sword and even his dog, Canis Major with my naked eyes. It left me pondering over a fag, whether Canis Major and Canis Minor ever attended the same dog education school, whether Canis Minor had been expected to live up to the excellent reputation his older brother had gained or was treated with contempt by the masters for the poor behaviour of his brother. Who can advise why Canis Minor does his best to be hidden from view? Who wants to speculate whether either of these dogs are as much a pain in the butt as our dog is? Did Orion get as much grief as I do when I accede to this dog's demands to play with him? He has a favourite toy he impatiently insists I should be indulged with. It's a soft plastic ring with moulded spikes around it's circumference and once had a squeak that drove me insane until I removed it. He demands I throw it for him so he can retrieve it and then does his best to avoid me taking it back off him to throw again. This game has nothing to do with throwing and retrieving, it's about outwitting the other through deft movements of the head and hands. He loves it to bits and would play it all day long if he was allowed. From my perspective, if we had never ever played this game it couldn't have been too soon, but when I tell him coldly to Go.......AWAY, I get grief from my sweetheart, who thinks I should bond more with the dog. So I play the game. As it's all about ownership of the toy, I throw it on the floor so it then bounces against the wall and returns back to me. The dog doesn't like this tactic at all and barks his disapproval angrily whenever I succeed, doing his best to grab it at the first bounce or try to rip my hands off as I catch it. My sweetheart also disapproves of the practice, citing the marks the toy is leaving on the study wall and the racket the dog makes. You can't win, can you?