Jake had made friends with the pit bull puppy next door, Rocko. They met through the fence, sniffing each other cautiously. Then they began to run back and forth and touch noses. This progressed to a real live play date. Which led to more. Soon Jake and Rocko were spending hours a day together. They wrestled and ran and played.
Jake ran to the fence first thing and would yip for Rocko to come over. Rocko got loose one time and ran over to us and I dragged him home.
It was blissful for both.
But yesterday, Rocko's family moved and took him away.
Jake is still checking the fence everytime he goes into the back yard. He stands there patiently wagging his tail, looking for his friend.
It breaks my heart. My little puppy has lost his first friend.
(YES I KNOW I AM PATHOLOGICAL! I know I sound like a crazy dog mama...)
But he is grieving his friend and missing him. Today Jake has had a rough day. He chewed up a pillow and 2 pairs of shoes. Something he has not done for a long time. If he were a human child, I would say he is exhibiting acting out behaviors due to deep emotions...
So maybe animals grieve too...