Women's Health

Be the Person Your Dog Thinks You Are

I once read a story in Men’s Health, our brother magazine, about a writer whose dogs would roll over and pee in excitement when he walked through the door. “They both think I’m the greatest thing since Milk-Bones,” Joe Kita wrote. It stuck with me, and not just because it made me laugh. I thought of how my own Lab, Bentley, always greeted me: tail wagging, a stuffed Lamb Chop in his mouth.

Fast-forward to last Wednesday, when, running late for work, I lost my temper and yelled at a now-13-year-old Bentley as he struggled to get.) When we made it inside, I threw food into his bowl and raced out without so much as an air-kiss. Still, the second I got home, he trotted over with his usual grin and plush toy in tow. I didn’t even have a chance to apologize; he’d already forgiven me. That never would have flown with my human roommates or even my best friends.

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