What I Learned When My Dog Destroyed My Favorite Chair
I got Rex, a Labrador puppy, three years ago, and I remember thinking that a dog would simply slot into my life the way people always claim pets do — a little extra warmth around the house, a companion for evening walks, nothing more complicated than that. The first few weeks felt like proof I was right. He slept most of the day, followed me from room to room, and seemed content with whatever scraps of attention I gave him between work calls. I told myself I had this figured out, that some people just make raising a dog look harder than it is. That confidence lasted almost exactly a month.