A dog couldn’t even recognize his own master.
Local Oral Tradition
Sometimes everything falls apart and chaos ensues. How bad was it? Well, as we might say in the West, it was every man for himself. Perhaps this proverb could be used to describe the general result of Paul’s cry in Acts 23:6, “Brothers, I am a Pharisee, a son of Pharisees! It is with respect to the hope and the resurrection of the dead that I am on trial!” The outcome? Pandemonium in the Sanhedrin. It was so bad, a dog couldn’t even recognize his own master.
Entrusted to the Dirt 