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\n", " You’re hugging your sister’s boyfriend. The dog sees it. Approaches. Intervenes. Tries to break the hug.\n", "\n", "What’s that?\n", "\n", "That’s **attachment protectiveness** mixed with a territorial, jealous impulse. The dog sees the boyfriend as its person. The hug is perceived as a challenge—an entanglement it doesn’t control. In its mind, it’s not \"joining a group hug.\" It’s saying: \n", "\n", "
\n", " — Yoda\n", "
\n", " Back up. That’s my human.\n", "\n", "This is deeply primal behavior. Dogs, especially terriers, are not egalitarian. They **assign hierarchy**, enforce roles, and often interpret sudden group intimacy as disruption. A Rat Terrier is like a tiny general with Napoleon syndrome. It doesn't want chaos—it wants **clarity of allegiance**. Hugs confuse that.\n", "\n", "But here’s the kicker: \n", "That same dog lets your sister into the circle, lets her feel safe. That’s not just behavior. That’s **narrative**. You just witnessed a **psycho-emotional diagram** drawn in fur and fang.\n", "\n" ] }, { "cell_type": "markdown", "metadata": {}, "source": [ "```{raw} html\n", "\n", "\n", "\n", "
\n", " — Tome\n", "