There seem to be few species that work so well together as dogs and homo-sapiens. There are some symbiotic species, where one requires the other to survive, but nothing quiet like the dog/human relationship...maybe the clown fish and sea anomie.
We have archeological evidence for the comradeship dating back about 14000 years. This is a dog burial in Germany, where one was laid to rest with a human. Another, just a dog burial, lies in the wilds of North America at about 11000 years. So speculation places dog/human interaction at about 35000 years ago. This will probably be moved back as the archeological record is never complete and always adjusting itself as new finds are discovered.
Homo-Sapiens have been be-bopping about for about a quarter of a million years, it seems hard to believe that at some point in that long journey some hairy dude was sitting on a rock gnawing on a rabbit leg, looking at a smattering of wild dogs and resisted the urge to toss the dog a bone.
But whoever did that, whenever they did it. Thank you!
Popular Culture, Movies, History, Games, Castles and Crusades. The musings of the Brothers Chenault. Troll Lord Games
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
State of the Trolls, 2024
State of the Trolls It has been a momentous few years since my last State of the Troll. A great deal has happened since, from the OGL conund...
-
Myths can be scary. I won't go into a few because I just didn't want to read about infanticide this morning. But through infanticid...
-
Where do the Roads to Adventure lead? Countless battles and hordes retrieved! How now do the spoils of your endeavors pay off? In stone and...
2 comments:
A lot of researchers believe that dogs initiated the contact - they domesticated themselves. The braver ones got closer to the humans. The dogs got to scavenge the human's scraps and the humans got sentries with sharp senses.
Philo, I don't doubt that at all. Dogs trailing the camps picking up the left overs.
It probably happened in multiple places, wholly unrelated, time and time again. Heck, I have a raccoon that comes up to my door every night looking for scraps. He's gotten to wear if I open the door and slide the food out really slowly he doesn't even run away (I discovered he doesn't like brussel sprouts).
Dogs would have been much the same way I suspect.
Post a Comment