Hmmm. DOGE... I put about $400 into this puppy 3+ years ago on a lark, using what I gained from trading BTC. A few days later I sold it off for approximately the same value and bought into another altcoin. I should've just hodled... not because DOGE would have made me rich, but because DOGE would not have made me lose.

DOGE is one of a very very few altcoins that for some reason just doesn't suffer extraordinary pumps and dumps like many other currencies do... no matter what's thrown at it, it always recovers and trots along like a happy dog, tail wagging, while enjoying its daily walk along the route it's gotten to know so well: it sniffs out and pees on the same shrub every day, takes a dump in the same patch of earth in some field, growls at the same cat sitting in someone's window, then comes home, does a little shameless begging for a treat, then takes a nap until it's time for the next walk.

Isn't this the ultimate goal with cryptocurrency? To get to the point where we have a happy, tail-wagging dog exhibiting predictable, dependable behavior?

Imagine, if in the end, DOGE were somehow to become the one currency to rule them all (hey, the world has gone bonkers, why not add one more crazy idea to all the lunacy?). You go to the grocery store, pile the usual stuff into your shopping cart, go to the checkout, and the conversation between you and the cashier goes something like this:

CASHIER: That'll be 24 barks and 10 woofs.
YOU: Are you sure? I thought the total would be less.
CASHIER: I'm sure. I even discounted the dog treats by 200 growls, since it's on special this week.
YOU: I'm sorry, I don't have enough DOGE on my card. Can I pay with bitcoin?
CASHIER: No sir, we don't accept bitcoin.
YOU: How about ether?
CASHIER: What's that?

So, after people behind you are fed up with you "hodling" up the line, you end up leaving a few items behind in order to cover the bill, and off you go, unaware that the cashier is eyeing you suspiciously and has picked up the phone to call someone.

Before you make it to your car in the store's parking lot, two burly, uniformed dudes grab a hold of you and carry you off, leaving your cart with 22 barks worth of food and toiletries behind.

The big headline in the next day's local paper reads, "Man arrested for possession of counterfeit currency".

With DOGE as the dominant currency, some common English slang would carry different meanings from what they are today: for example, when making a private deal for your slightly used Galaxy S40, saying, "Show me them puppies" would be a completely acceptable expression to use on a regular basis; A "pooper scooper" will be a cute way of referring to a cash register; payday would be known as the day you get "treats"... you get the idea.

BONUS THOUGHT

That $400 worth of DOGE I mentioned... I traded it all in for Vertcoin (it was all the rage at that moment) and said, "To hell with it" after it dropped to the point where my entire investment of VTC was worth just a few bucks. Between then and up until about 2 months ago, I stayed completely out of the cryptocurrency game, having no interest in it whatsoever.

One day, a friend of mine, who remained in the game, asked me if I ever kept track of VTC. I hadn't. He suggested I look at a VTC chart. I went and found one. I realized my $400 investment in VTC had gone up to around $24,000 a short time before. After the heart attack passed, I frantically went to all the exchanges I once had an account with, trying to hit the one where all that VTC was stashed at; I finally logged in to the right exchange, only to find out that all my VTC somehow 'disappeared'. I won't mention the exchange... let's just say it isn't an exchange anyone in their right mind would be using today.

Lesson learned... even if you make a mistake buying into one coin that demolishes your investment in it, you should find some comfort in the notion that it'll probably come back to reward you eventually... if, for the duration, you remain bodl and hodl, truth be todl.

Now excuse me while I go and shake a paw for a few DOGE.