How I Learned to Love My Dog By Observing His Behavior
It was Sunday, a week since Freddie had arrived. He and I had just gone for a walk in the park near my apartment, our second of the day. In the park, old people sat around tables playing mahjong, and
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First days with Freddie
The author describes the early days of living with Freddie, a dog who had just arrived a week prior.
After a walk in the park with Freddie, the author returns home and sits on the couch with shoes still on.
Freddie jumps beside them and places two paws on the author’s shoulder, wagging his tail and yawning.
The author feels Freddie’s expectation but doesn’t know how to respond.
They give Freddie a chewy treat, but he soon returns, nudging the author’s cheek with his wet nose.
By 1 PM, the author has already walked Freddie, ensured he eliminated, fed him, and engaged in one play activity Freddie seemed to enjoy.
The author realizes they don’t know how dogs typically spend their time or what Freddie needs beyond basic care.
The author reflects on their own habits, noting they would usually spend Sunday absorbed in unproductive tasks like marking emails as unread, but today they are accountable to Freddie’s needs.
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