Laurie Hertzel is the Star Tribune’s senior editor for books. She is not a dog expert, just a dog lover, chronicling the first year with her rescue puppy.
A stretch of days with highs below zero meant Angus' daily walks were truncated. He embraced the torpor.
Long walks in the cold with Angus are filled with peace — and hooting.
Readers had scores of suggestions for getting Angus' daily pills inside him. Angus scoffed at them all.
Just before he turned 3, Angus reverted to old puppy behaviors — some endearing, some downright dangerous.
Medication is not the answer to every difficulty with an anxious dog, but the right drug can help a lot.
After three years of training and tears, Angus' anxiety is starting to ease, thanks to something I vowed I would never do.
When a bunny takes up residence in the garden on the side of our house, Angus is riveted.
Even something as benign as a misplaced broom can strike terror into the heart of our overly sensitive dog.
Even as pandemic distancing restrictions are slowly lifted, Angus stays calm by staying away.
Daily walks with Angus are a balm during this difficult, locked-in spring.
Too much togetherness can spark jealousy between Angus and his big sister, Rosie.
Working from home in this time of pandemic is scary and strange, but Angus and Rosie get us outside and keep us grounded.
We bought Angus a muzzle to help keep vet visits peaceful. But teaching him to wear it was no easy task.
Bring on the snow and the cold, says Angus, who would prefer to put summer off forever.
In his second year with us, our rescue dog stole his first bagel, killed his first squirrel and wormed his way deeper into our hearts.
One dog bite years ago taught me to be super-careful with skittish dogs.
All it took was repeated visits, lots of treats and a T-shirt.
It took me a long time to accept that Angus is a "reactive dog." But once I did, I began to learn how to care for him better.
Angus is back in school, this time learning to peacefully coexist with strange dogs.
Over the past year, Angus and I have slowly gotten to a good place on the daily walks. But oh, it took a long time.
After Angus is calm and attentive with the new dog sitter, I'm starting to think some of the problems lie with me.
Sure, Angus misbehaves. But it's time to recognize his virtues, too.
Twenty years of busy dogs and maturing trees have rendered our backyard grassless. Angus doesn't care — bare ground is easy to dig. And so he digs.
When we replaced a torn screen with an actual dog door, Rosie was fine — but Angus was flummoxed.
Just like this chilly spring, Angus' training can feel like we're lagging behind.
Angus has a habit of hiding, rather than eating, his nightly chewies. Rosie has made it her mission to find them.
A new kind of training means better communication between dog and human.
When the man of the house goes out of town, the dogs outnumber the lone adult left behind. Reinforcements arrive — in the form of more dogs.
Angus has never liked strange people or unfamiliar situations. But when he growled at the veterinarian, it was time to act.
An ear infection, dark and icy walks, mocking squirrels — it's been a tough winter for Angus.