Dog Chases Tail, Disproves God

After careful deliberation, I’ve come to the conclusion that a dog chasing its tail is the saddest thing I’ve ever seen. This would fall just behind old women falling over, and hermit girls admitting their feelings to the high school hunk only to have their feelings crushed when the high school hunk laughs at them. How could such a trivial ritual be worse than old women falling over and hermit girl rejection, you ask? Context. Why would god create an animal more capable than any other of experiencing joy, yet also give that same animal a predilection towards regularly attempting the impossible? The logic is so counterintuitive; it blows my mind. Think about it: dogs can drag us from fires, they can sense when we’re unhappy, and they even understand that chewing grass is good for indigestion. They’re some of the more intelligent animals out there. But they can’t figure out that they’ll never catch their own tail. How can tail-loving canines expect to evolve without understanding the impossibility of their task?

Ironically, this disproves both evolution and intelligent design. Surely evolution would have taken care of the tail-chasing dogs via survival of the fittest, correct? And surely, no benevolent creator would be so cruel as to keep tail-chasing an insurmountable habit of the some the humblest, happiest, most altruistic creatures out there, right?

So, no evolution, and no benevolent creator. Sad.