Dog Independence?
Several recent reads have given me a lot to think about, in regards to our relationship with our four-legged friends. Just typing that, I think about what those words mean. I call a dog a friend, just like any other buddy… but with more legs. Obviously, one word cannot define the relationship between a human and their dog, just as other terms like “child”, “companion”, “pet”, or “possession” don’t fit either. Somewhere in the middle, there is a combination of all of these, a term that contains all of these definitions and more… and the best I can come up with is “Dog”. The dog that when you say “I have a dog” or “My dog did such-and-such”, causes other dog people to break into a smile and share their own stories, ask to hear more about yours, and the two of you can carry on an entire conversation based only around the dogs you share your lives with. So I will stick with “Dog”. Maybe with a capital “D” to make it official.
The King of Charvil by maistora
So where I meant to start with all of this, was that some recent reads have made me think more deeply about our relationships with Dogs. The first was “Merle’s Door”, a book I found to be a thought provoking, and wonderfully written true story. The second was an enlightening essay featured in Bark’s book “Howl”
, entitled “Dog is My Co-Dependent”. Both have a theme that kept standing out to me… is the way we treat our dogs really the best for them? Does our desire for keeping our relationship benefit them as much as us? I am not talking about those who don’t care for their dogs at all (leaving them outside alone 24/7, ignoring them, or even abusing them), I am talking about those like me… who love our Dogs so much that we want them to be safe in a fenced yard, on a short leash, or by our sides? Would our Dogs be better off if they could choose when to go outside, sleep under the stars, follow their noses, and kill their own dinner? Or are they just as content to curl up next to our warmth, have food provided for them, play fetch, and go for a walk around the neighborhood? Of course, I don’t know the answer. But having the question brought to my attention has certainly provided me with a lot to think about.
Desert Dog Looking for Trouble by kretyen
We want our Dogs to be happy. We want to be happy with our Dogs. We want them to enjoy spending time with us, to be okay when we leave the house without them, to be happy to play fetch or Frisbee with us, and to fall asleep by our sides later on. We have Dogs, because we like their companionship. I think that is the basis of our relationship. We just hope that they like our companionship just as much… that they enjoy spending time with us as much as we do with them. And for the most part, I think that is true. Dogs like to play with their families, to sleep by their sides, and to trot along next to them on the sidewalk. But I can’t help but wonder. If given the opportunity… would we be the ones they spent most of their time with? Or with a giant world to explore, would they go wandering off on their own, to come back to say hello at night, to come lie next to us and tell us all about their day with a smile and a wag? Would we be better friends for it? Better parents, owners, guardians?
Of course, most situations don’t allow us to find out. We keep our dogs in the city or suburbs with parks of manicured grass to play on, sidewalks with mailboxes to pee on, and backyards with other dogs to bark at. They stay in a crate during the day, take a 30 minute walk around the neighborhood at night. We feed them human-grade ingredients, keep them clean and healthy and feeling good. We take them to trainers and teach them to sit, lie down, stay. We tell them we love them and they give us sweet eyes and lick us back. It’s not half-bad. It’s probably pretty darn good. They are safe, loved, taken care of, and happy. Life is good. But the dog inside the Dog must have to feel that something is missing. Perhaps it is the independence to explore, and to live their life on their own terms.
Noble Dog by cbruno
It’s not fair to let them go completely, however, and I don’t think they would want that. You can see with strays, or in feral populations, the dogs won’t live long, or be healthy or well fed. They desire and thrive from human companionship. It’s too late in our connected stories to forget about the importance of our relationship. They need us now, as well. But I feel that we owe it to them to give them some of that freedom when we can. They laugh at our stupid jokes, cuddle with us when we are feeling sad, make us smile when we need it most. Let’s give them the fresh air, the new smells, the feeling of running through the grass, chasing birds, and forgetting all about “heel” “sit” and “good dog”. At least once in a while. Once in a while, take them to a new park or on a new trail. Let them smell the same spot over and over again for as long as they want. Find a big fenced area, and let them wander around at their own pace. Let them decide when to walk, when to lie down, when to come inside. Let them make their own choices and let it be okay. And every day, give them fresh air, a chance to run, and a new place to smell. We don’t want our dogs running loose, but we don’t want them trapped either. They need more than the same backyard and inside of a house. They need the chance to run, play, and explore. Maybe just doing these little things can give them a bit of the freedom that they lost when they came into our homes and became our Dogs, and maybe we can be better friends, owners, parents, and guardians for it.
My new best friend by identity chris is











