When I really give thought to the human-canine bond it always awes me with how amazing it is. The evolution of Canis familiaris over 15,000 years of living with us as we settled down into communities from our nomadic lifestyle has reinforced this. It grew from need and necessity, and now dogs are beloved members of our family. It’s hard to imagine that the 32 kilogram snoring Labrador who loves nothing better than to “lick frenzy” my face in the morning could easily kill me. Same goes for the 20 kilo Maggie ball. Sometimes I find the fact that I live in the house with two animals really weird. Although maybe it’s one of those things I over-think.
Ever since I first moved out on my own I’ve wanted dogs. I’m pretty sure that I anthropomorphize Maggie and Bender way too much, but I can’t help but feel happy when they snuggle up against me for affection, or respond to invitations to play. We play: feet-honk, where’s your ball? & shuffle for Bender; raccoon and/or fox hunting, bite-bite & rope-rope for Maggie. They eat out of my hands. At night all four of us pile on the couch to wind down the day and relax.
Maggie and Bender and the other dogs that have been a part of my life have brought me so much joy. I think that’s why I’m guilty of anthropomorphizing them as much as I do; I want them to feel happy and loved too. The scientific community is divided on if or how dogs feel emotions, so in this case I have to trust my gut and choose to believe that they do.