Pavlov’s Dog

My dog sometimes signals me when she has not had enough to eat or I have walked past her empty water dish. When she needs either she scratches at the metallic surface of her bowl. I’m not sure who is Pavlov’s dog for it is I who come running to the noise. Her hunger creates in me a series of behaviours. I guess it’s fair for I snap my fingers and she sits. I can also point and have her lay down. She is my only company for about 10 hours some days. She is always at my side and I feel safe knowing she is near. At night I can hear her yelp in her dreams and sigh into rest. It is comforting to know the beasts have dreams. Do they contain the agony and ecstasy that I scurry through in mine?

If I faced nothing in my dreams would I be able to face life?