Not a puppy, but a human child!

 If you tend to a dog with a broken leg for just one day—applying medicine to its paw—and then leave for distant lands, that dog, once healed, will recognize you anywhere and come bounding over with joy and gratitude, circling your feet in pure delight.
  
 But if you ever help heal a human's broken leg, applying medicine and nursing it back to health, you'll find that once that leg is whole again, the very first kick will be aimed squarely at you.
  
 This is precisely where the difference lies between dogs and humans.
  
 I don't understand why people use "son of a dog" as an insult. I would never insult a human by comparing them to a dog, because humanity doesn't possess even a fraction of a dog's loyalty or gratitude.
  
 Being human doesn't automatically mean being good. "Human" is simply the name of a creature—a name it gave itself. It could just as easily have been called "Tattan" or anything else. So there's no reason to assume that being human inherently means being noble. All the good and bad traits of other animals exist in humans too. The amusing thing is that all of humanity's supposed greatness is self-imposed—something it has projected onto itself. The truth is this: a base creature remains base, whether it's human or anything else.
  
 When I'm disgusted with humans, I call them "sons of humans" or at most "sons of inhumans." There's no point in honoring humans by calling them dogs.
  
 When I'm angry with a dog, I curse it by calling it a "damn son of a human, you human!" Even when this insult bounces back at me, I find a certain peace in it—the peace of speaking truth.
  
 Believe me, if dogs ever understood that we constantly compare them to humans, they would be so mortified by such an insult that they would surely commit suicide from shame.
  
 Of all the creatures on this earth, the most despicable is the human being. Only humans can bite the hand that feeds them, strike the shoulder that carries them, and smilingly murder those who save them from danger. Yes, this same human is the shameless creature that has declared itself the crown of creation!
  
 Only humans can harbor intense hatred in their hearts while easily saying "I love you!" and store deep love while declaring "I despise you!" History bears witness to this.
  
 No matter what anger, sorrow, hatred, or other emotions they may feel, no other creature on earth harms its own kind. Yet humans, at the slightest threat to their interests, won't hesitate to slit their own brother's throat.
  
 Except for humans, dolphins, certain primates, pigs, and a few other species, no other animals on earth have sexual impulses divorced from reproduction. Most importantly, apart from humans, no other creature on earth engages in forced sexual intercourse. Yes, only humans can rape for sexual pleasure and even kill to destroy evidence. We have yet to see such savage, non-consensual sexual practices in any other species.
  
 Despite all this, I cannot understand why humans still call this most depraved creature the supreme being. Humans are by no means the finest of creation—though a few humans might be capable of becoming so.