Category Archives: Dogs

Respect Your Dog’s Feelings

Dogs can experience humiliation. Not all dogs, mind you. Many pooches will go merrily along with whatever you want, allowing you to subject them to all sorts of undignified things. Other dogs, particularly smarter breeds, know when they should be ashamed. It shows on their faces.

For example, you don’t have to go far these days to find crazy things for you dog to wear. Just have a look at the Doctors Foster and Smith website.

Sometimes this is a practical matter like keeping a short-haired dog warm or providing protection. But some owners just want to see their dogs dressed up in something weird — and that’s when your dog gets that look that says, “WTF? Why are you doing this to me?”

It’s a problem.

I read about a recent study that claims dogs empathize with their human companions. The story said, “When the animals are confronted with a human displaying strong feelings, they themselves produce a similar emotional response.”

If only it were the other way around.


The Dog in the Road

The road is a dangerous place.

A car was pulled over on the corner near my house the other night. A cluster of people stood alongside  something in the street. As I turned, the headlights swept across the unmistakable figure of a dog.

She’d bolted from the owner’s house and into a busy road; the driver who hit her never had a chance to slow down, and swerving to avoid an animal can get you hurt.

Everybody was shaken up, the driver and her friend, the dog’s owner, a passing motorist. Between the people and the car askew in the street and the fatally wounded animal, it was a dangerous situation that could have yielded another accident.

So I moved the dog, a big, beautiful golden retriever, onto a tarp I keep in the back of my car and carried her to her master’s driveway.

She was still as warm as she’d been when she dashed outside minutes earlier, and looked for all the world like she was sleeping. But she had no pulse and was not breathing.

For a second I thought about trying to do CPR — I’ve seen stories about this — but not knowing anything about her injuries, I didn’t think it would be a good idea trying to revive her. She looked fine on the outside, but was broken on the inside.

Some things you just can’t stop, and bad timing will always get you in the end. A second here or there, that’s what it’s all about.

Dodge the car and enjoy another day. Half a step short and you’ll dream the eternal dream of chasing balls, barking at the garbage man, and running, running, running.