ok mr so it doesnt quite sing

the dogs are feral children. they are taken from their family and put in ours. we don't consider them orphans but they are. we forget about their family. they have no one to learn from but us, and we often are not wonderful teachers. i was thinking about this since yesterday when copper did a display on nike, teaching her her place and demanding respect. i was upset with him, but he was just doing what a mother does with her pups. we expect them to adapt to our world in toto. we have zero or near tolerance for instinct, and we have lost our own. we live in a manufactured world separate from nature. the omnipresence of dogs suggests we want to find our nature we've lost. dogs can guide us back to nature. the controllers of the little postage stamps of nature that remain or are built want to have idyllic islands where nature is utterly contained and controlled, where we choose who and what will live or die, who is wanted on the island. but nature will attempt wherever there is an opening. if you make a garden someone will want to live in it.

ok this sounded eloquent in my head without paper or keys, i knew it would be awkward, over time maybe i can articulate a little more.