We lost Banjo, a 14.8 year old bonded-goldendoodle, on December 3, 2018. When we returned home without Banjo from the vet clinic, the house was, of course, way too quiet. His bonded-buddy, Jack, was very subdued and stuck close to us for several days. It was amazing to us that Jack seemed to intuitively understand that Banjo was gone and wasn't coming back. We had been worried about how Jack would handle Banjo's absence; but, he was busy figuring out his new relationship with us as being our only dog.
We only had the privilege of having Banjo with us for 18 months before we lost him. He was a mellow, sweet dog who enjoyed eating, getting petted, sleeping on one of his dog beds (in the living room or in the bedroom) and being with his pack which was comprised of Jack and us. We are retired so we were able to spend more time with both dogs than a working couple could have. We are grateful for this since his time with us was so short.
Banjo's one vice was that he would tear up things after we left the house, He never tore up anything of value; it was always some small thing with our scent on it. Banjo made it clear that he liked having his pack intact...and at home with him. We tried several approaches to stopping this behavior; but to no effect. So, we began to pack or put up things that we knew would attract a "Banjo attack" and this worked the best of all of the approaches that we tried.
Banjo loved people and always expected everyone to love him back. He assumed that everyone wanted to pet him and would lean on people's legs in invitation if they didn't make the move to pet him first. Also, he loved our little grandson and was very patient with the clumsy exploration that babies make towards dogs. We never worried about a negative reaction from Banjo. We so appreciated this about him.
Banjo was a special dog whom we miss like crazy. We love you, Banjo!