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
A week after Freddie arrived, we went for a walk in the park. People sat at tables, children played, and I sat on the couch still wearing my shoes. Freddie jumped up on my shoulder, tail wagging, and yawned, releasing a warm stinky breath. He usually stayed near me, but I wasn't sure what he wanted. Giving him a chewy treat, he was content for a while, then returned, wet nose on my cheek.
After realizing there was more to learn about Freddie, I started a notebook called "Freddie Log." I listed our interactions, realizing I'd changed my schedule to accommodate him and spent a lot of money on supplies. Understanding his behavior became vital to his well-being. Inspired by Darwin's ideas on instinct and ethology, I made observations to demystify Freddie's actions.
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