Your dog is clearly convinced he belongs to someone else.

Claudio sits at the doggy door and whines. Same time every day.

He is much too large to squeeze more than his head towards freedom. He does that and sniffs the breeze. Always eastward. Always accompanied by a big sigh of resignation.

He is in a huff with me for the time that twilight lasts. After which he caves and accepts food and a snuggle spot on the sofa, but he never seems happy about it. And the next day it is the same.

What, where or most concerningly WHO does he pine for? Dare I consider that Claudio had a life before me, a life that he preferred?