When the time arrived, we gathered our things — the backpack, the watermelon salad in a grocery bag, Jimmy’s clothes and things — and left the apartment. It was 11:00am, and we knew we wouldn’t be back for awhile longer. It’s on days like these when I worry about Angus, our dog, who hasn’t been alone for very long over the summer. He hasn’t run into any problems in 52 days, hasn’t tore up the incense holder but has certainly torn a bunch of his toys. He’s been a busy boy, spending time mostly home with me, taking walks or casual strolls around the apartment and back and forth a few times until he decides to pee. He’s a long walker, and he’s got ambitions of his own when we take him outside; sometimes those ambitions include walking around and dragging me through the park until he finally decides it’s time for him to plop down and poop.
But there are other times when Angus is alone, and I feel bad for him. He’s a good dog and I don’t like the image of him sitting on the couch, waiting for us to eventually come back and greet him again. I feel like it must be lonely for him to sit there by himself, eagerly anticipating our return only for it to not come for another hour or more. I know it’s normal, and eventually he’ll get used to it again after I have to return to work, but when that time comes, I’ll still be feeling bad about our dog. The alone time is never fun, and I know that already based on what it was like while I was unemployed not too long ago. This is what the alone time is; Angus mostly being by himself when there’s nothing better for us to be doing with him.
In my last post, I discussed what it was like bringing Angus to Petsmart, the dog store, where he got groomed and his nails clipped. Today, I’ll be discussing in more detail the bed we bought for him, and how wonderful it’s been. Having the opportunity to buy Angus a new bed was special, and we needed it in order for him to stay off of our bed during the night. Spoiler alert: the night after we bought him the bed, he didn’t jump onto our bed that whole night. So, believe it or not, it’s possible the bed was enough of a motivating factor to get him to relax overnight for once. If it stays like this, which has been a consistent problem for awhile now, the bed’s price will be worth it for that factor alone.
So, the new bed is considered an “ergonomic, orthopedic sofa.” What that basically means is that it’s comfortable for a dog to lay on, and it’s built specifically for comfort and relaxation. It’s got armrests that travel along the sides of it, making a half-circle for him to rest his big goofy head on. What Alex and I realized after watching Angus go about his day is that he loves resting his head on things, whether it’s the arm of the arm-pillow we have on the couch or a pillow on our bed. So, it was smart to get a bed that actually matches his needs and desires. I feel so much more considerate of him, now that I know something a bit more about his general psychology. The truth is, after all this time, it’s still difficult to interpret his behavior sometimes. It’s all a work in progress for us, and we are just trying to do our best with what we’ve got. Sometimes that’s good enough, like today.