Canine Companion

Chewie is driving me crazy these days; you see he loves this weather, well this weather and colder. He wants out, then he wants in, then he wants out, then he wants in. this is a 20 minute span. I came up with a solution, I leave the patio door open just enough so he can go in and out, it works perfectly. Perfectly that is until he wants me to come watch him look out into the beyond. He likes it when I watch him stand at the patio door with his snout going upward, sniffing, sniffing, sniffing freedom. I know he can smell it. But I have become savvier; I make sure the gate is very secure these days. He has not escaped in a good long while. Sometimes I feel bad that he has not escaped, he takes such joy in it. I wish I could take him to Colorado, let him tromp in the snow, go wild in the woods, I know he would be in his element.
I often wonder if we have done certain breeds of dogs a disservice by domesticating them, some just seem to fit in better in the wild. As you can imagine I am a huge fan of Jack London. Chewie is very well behaved, an indoor dog, however, I can feel his whole body reverberate with the desire to run wild in the snow. We don’t get it that often here, so when we do I know he relishes it.
So, here is to our canine companions, whatever the breed, may you enjoy their personality quirks as much as you do your human companions.