Scout hasn’t been feeling well. The vet put his on some antibiotics to ward off an infection where one of the spots was angry red and wet. The antibiotics had the unfortunate side effect of making him feel nauseated, and he vomited once. He’s been under the weather and sad.
Sophie came with me into the room to check on him, her little orange hippopotamus in her mouth. She walked over to where Scout was resting on a chaise near the window, and placed the toy by his head, sniffed him and then returned to me. Just as little kids will give their toy to make someone else feel better, that’s what Sophie did for Scout.
Perhaps you could try to convince me that dogs don’t have these feelings, that I’m anthropomorphizing. You could talk until you were blue in the face. I’d stand by what I saw. And the reason why is that the day he was in for his surgery, Sophie was unhappy and restless. When he came home, she was happy, excited. Since he returned, she frequently goes up to him, wags her tails, sniffs. She checks to make sure he’s doing okay.
So often we set aside any thought to animals having feelings. I suppose it makes it easier to do some of the things we do. But having lived with dogs, especially these smart English Shepherds, I can tell you they have feelings. And, they never cease to amaze me.
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