Blah blah blah, said the spiritual teacher, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

And the student, wise beyond his years while wet behind his ears, had no reply.

Blah, blah, blah, the teacher went on, looking bored with it all.

The student was not taking notes or looking at the teacher with rapture or devotion. In fact, he was readying himself to get up and leave.

A dog came round the corner and ignored the teacher completely. It went over to the student and wagged his tail furiously.

The two got up and left and the blah, blah, blah stopped, as if even the teacher wanted to be with the dog.