We have a really adorable but always anxious dog. Her name is Liebchen, but everyone calls her Liebs. I love her a whole lot. Except for when we go to the bathroom in the mornings. She doesn’t really get a lot of pleasure out of being outside. Everything either distracts her or makes her anxious. So it takes her especially long to figure out a safe and comfortable place to go to the bathroom. Romantic that I am, I began to imagine this alternate reality. Where all of her grass sniffing and pacing in circles was simply her trying to recall a memory of someone she had loved, a memory that lived in the grass. In truth, that’s likely not real. But it helps when it’s 20 degrees out, and your dog is on her 5th minute of sniffing.