Owner’s Perspective

Yesterday was a busy day at work. I mean, extraordinarily busy – the kind of busy that makes you forget the rest of the world exists (or the fact that you have a furry companion sitting at home, eagerly anticipating his midday snack). My trusty laptop and I were caught in the crossfire of emails, and before I knew it, lunchtime turned into snack time, snack time inched its way towards tea time, and the sun had started to set. Uh oh.

Doesn’t sound too bad so far, right? (Now would be a good time to tell you that my dog, Baxter, disagrees.) But that’s the thing about having a dog, especially my Baxter. They make a day that just “flies by” something you’ll regret as soon as you walk through the door.

Baxter, you see, has come to expect a little midday surprise. It’s our routine, all thanks to that first time I brought home a special package from The Hungry Puppy (the look on Baxter’s face was pure magic, and so the tradition began). By now, regardless of how my day is going, Baxter’s steadfast internal clock signals that at midday, his tastebuds are in for a treat.

To Baxter, I had committed the dog-equivalent of high treason. As I walked through the door, instead of his usual whirlwind of enthusiasm, he looked at me, turned around, and walked away with a sigh. His tail hung low, his ears drooped, and he flopped down on his bed. The “I expected more from you” eyes were the worst part.

Baxter’s Tale of Treason

Today was SUPPOSED to be a good day. The weather was perfect, my favorite caterpillar toy was at its fluffiest, and then it hit me: it was treat time. MY TIME. After all, I’ve been PATIENTLY waiting since breakfast – strategically ignoring my toy bucket and showing an admirable amount of discipline for my squeaky duck. I couldn’t wait for the yummy surprise from The Hungry Puppy.

With every TICK of the wall clock, my anticipation GREW. My ears perked up everytime a car drove by. And then I heard her. The familiar jingle-jangle of keys. My tail was already wagging until I saw her EMPTY HANDED. Empty handed on TREAT TIME? This CAN’T BE RIGHT.

Is this a JOKE? Did she FORGET? How can one FORGET the midday saga of me, Baxter, and my refuelling journey? I could understand replace, but forget, never. So, setting aside my initial excitement, I decided to stage a walkout – a silent protest to voice my displeasure. When she came in, I casually walked out of the living room and launched myself onto my bed. Yes, I snubbed her. I snubbed her hard.

The Peace Treaty

How Peace Was Restored

Of course, I felt terribly guilty. Baxter’s calculated indifference was a wake-up call. Looking at his sullen face, I knew what had to be done. Grabbing my keys, I headed back outside and drove straight to The Hungry Puppy. Their selection of treats offered a delight for every dog, and I knew that Baxter’s favorite freeze-dried treats from Primal would undoubtedly do the trick.

When I returned, Baxter watched cautiously as I revealed the peace-offering. His ears perked up and I could see the gleam return to his eyes. Introducing the Primal treats, his tail started wagging, and his indignation vanished as quickly as it had appeared. As he chewed happily, his formerly heavy sighs were replaced with content ones.

Crisis averted. Treats reestablished. Dog no longer hates me (until he finishes the treat bag).

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