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You're Probably Walking Your Dog Wrong. Here's What Most Owners Miss. It looks simple — leash, dog, sidewalk. But there's a lot more going on during that daily walk than most of us realize, and a few common habits that quietly do more harm than good. Dog Care  ·  7 min read    ·    May 2026 · Dog Care · Evidence-based tips Every morning, millions of dog owners clip on a leash and head outside — convinced they're doing everything right. And on the surface, they are. The dog gets exercise. Fresh air. A change of scenery. But a daily walk is one of the most misunderstood parts of dog ownership. The mistakes most people make aren't obvious — they're the habits we've never been told to question. And some of them are actively working against your dog's wellbeing, without you knowing. Let's fix that. The mistakes — and what to do instead Mistake 1 You're walking for distance, not for the dog Most owners decide the walk is over based on time or steps — 2...

  Why Does My Dog Look Me Dead in the Eyes While Destroying My Favourite Slipper? It started with a flip-flop. Not just any flip-flop. My favourite one. The left one specifically, from a pair I'd had for three summers, broken in to exactly the right degree of comfortable. Gone in forty minutes while I was on a Zoom call. I came downstairs to find Biscuit sitting in the middle of the living room, surrounded by foam debris, looking extremely pleased with himself. I wasn't even angry. I was just... confused. He has toys. Good toys. A rope, a squeaky hedgehog, two different rubber balls. They were right there, untouched, three feet away from the crime scene. Why the flip-flop? I've been thinking about this question for longer than I'd like to admit. And the answer, as usual with dogs, turns out to be way more layered than "he's just being naughty." Here's the first thing that reframed everything for me. Chewing, for a dog, isn't destructive be...

Why Does My Dog Need to Pee on Absolutely Everything the Second We Step Outside? My dog Biscuit and I have a ritual every morning. I open the front door, full of optimistic energy, ready for a brisk 20-minute walk. And then... we stop.  Three seconds in.  At the same lamppost. Every. Single. Day. He sniffs it like it contains the secrets of the universe. Then he pees on it. Then he sniffs it again, as if checking his own work. Then we walk four more steps to the next patch of grass, and the whole performance starts over. By the time we've made it to the end of the street — maybe 80 metres — he's already peed five times. I've counted. I used to just laugh it off. Dogs are weird, right? But one afternoon I got genuinely curious. Like, actually curious, not just "haha funny dog" curious. What is going on in his head? What is he actually doing? Turns out, the answer is way more interesting than I expected. So here's the thing that blew my mind first. Dogs...