Espresso Tales - Alexander Hanchett Smith [125]
80. Dogs and Cuban History
Two days later, Pat knocked on Domenica’s door. Domenica had never appeared to be anything but pleased to see her younger neighbour, and today was no exception. Of course it was convenient; of course Pat must come in and have coffee. Pat realised, of course, that Domenica liked conversation, but she had always felt that their encounters had been somewhat onesided, with Domenica doing most of the talking. And that was because Domenica had just done so much more than she had; Dogs and Cuban History
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more happened in sixty years than in twenty, as a general rule, although naturally there were exceptions. Some people did very little in their lives, and such habits of inaction could last for generations. She had read in a newspaper somewhere of the work of Professor Sykes, who had used the techniques of modern genetics to look at the roots of people who bore the surname Sykes. People called Sykes, he discovered, tended to come from a small village in England, and there were still people of that name there – families that in eight hundred years had moved no more than a few hundred yards. That was stability on a thoroughly heroic scale. On this visit, Pat had rather more to say than usual, as the previous two days had been full of incident. There had been the reported incident of Cyril’s biting of Irene; there had been the visit of Janis to the gallery and the resulting row with Matthew. And finally there had been the outing with Peter to the nudist picnic in the Moray Place Gardens, an occasion which she needed to talk about.
They sat in Domenica’s study, Domenica in the chair that she liked to occupy at the side of her desk, flanked by a pile of books, Pat in the chair normally reserved for visitors underneath Domenica’s framed photograph of her father.
Domenica had not heard from Angus Lordie of Cyril’s disgrace, and was delighted with the tale.
“I wouldn’t normally wish a dog-bite on anybody,” she said.
“However, in this case there is an element of poetic justice. I myself have wished to bite that woman for some time, and I can thoroughly sympathise with Cyril. I wonder whether she’s learned anything from the experience. I doubt it.”
“Matthew says that she provoked him,” said Pat. “She insulted him in some way.”
“Dogs are sensitive to insult,” said Domenica. “And, you know, it’s an interesting thing – dogs from highly sensitive cultures are more prickly about how they’re treated. There’s been a very interesting piece of research on that. Somebody from Stanford got it into his head that the behaviour of dogs reflected the national characteristics of the human culture in
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which the dogs lived. I think that the idea came to him when he visited New York and found that the dogs he saw were all highly-strung and neurotic – just like their owners. So that set him off thinking that these differences might be manifested at a national level too. A very interesting bit of research, but highly contentious, of course; almost eccentric.”
Pat was intrigued. “And what did he find out?”
Domenica smiled. “He found out what he had set out to find out,” she said. “Which always makes research a bit suspect. You have to keep an open mind, although you can have a hypothesis, of course. He looked at dogs in Spanish-speaking cultures
– Colombian dogs, I think – and then he looked at Swedish, Australian and Japanese dogs.”
“And?”
“Well,” continued Domenica, “Swedish dogs showed themselves to be quieter and more cautious. Their behaviour, in fact, showed signs of depression. They sat around rather mournfully and did not bark to the same extent as other dogs. The Colombian dogs were very excitable. If you subjected them to stress, they made a terrible fuss. They were always dancing about and chasing things.”
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“And the Australian dogs?”
“They behaved in a fairly boisterous way, too,” said Domenica,
“although not as markedly as the Colombian dogs. They seemed less concerned about