Within the first year that my girl Angel lived with us, I was able to teach her a set of commands that she remembers to this very day. I successfully taught her to sit, hand me her left paw, hand me the right paw, lay down, roll over, get up, and catch a bite sized piece of food in the air. She does this now with ease, urging me on to continue our little game. The relationship that formed between us is one that is difficult to describe. We have created games with one another, and we are always able to sense when something is wrong. She gets noticeably upset when I leave her, and knowing that only draws me closer to her. When I was back home this past week for spring break, I walked through the door expecting her to come trotting right on up to me. But no, instead, she was visibly mad at me, refusing to play with me until I caved in and shared with her some of my lunch.
Angel may be able to respond accordingly to a wide range of words and phrases, but our relationship goes far beyond those commands. It seems as if she has thoughts, emotions, desires and fears. Sometimes I feel that I am able to understand them, but I often don't. Over the past few years i've realized that dogs truly can become one of man's best friends.