I frequently pet sit for a friendās husky, who is completely normal and unremarkable for her kind with one crucial exception.
(You didnāt hear that from me: her owner thinks sheās a genius, bless him.)
Anyway, my dog Tribble thinks Arya the husky is one of her very own adopted babies, so she stays with us fairly often. Reasons I have heard this dog dissolve into a screaming, wailing meltdown include:
I followed my buddy up a mildly steep hill and now sheās gone and I canāt figure out how to get down
That one cat wonāt be friends with me even though all the others will
I hopped up on the sofa and the hardwood floor next to it is much more confusing than the laminate I have lived on since I was two months old and I donāt know how to get down
Iām mildly bored and my buddy yelled at me when I tried to bite her neck for the zillionth time
I want to play with that potted plant but you said I couldnāt
Iām overcome with joy because you took me on a walk to the hardware store
I want that biscuit but I forgot what sit means and now Iām frustrated
I havenāt seen you in two weeks and I forgot you werenāt dead and Iām overjoyed
You are not petting me enough
You are not petting me at all
I got lost four times in five minutes on the off leash trail and now you wonāt let me off again for a while
Thereās a brush and I need it
You made eye contact with me and didnāt immediately drop everything to pet me
Sheās a very good dog, and sheās a sweet dog who is never offended by anything, but the screaming has singlehandedly ensued I will never, ever, ever own a husky. I like having functioning ears too much.