” My dog named me. He gave me a name: “boof” – a single, soft bark, not like any of his other barks. As we got to know each other, it evolved to be my name (or his way of summoning me – to be sure, I cannot say that he thinks his “name” is Vito, or whether the concept of a name is relevant to dogs, but Vito is the sound I make when I want his attention, and Boof is the sound he makes when he wants my attention).
It’s his way of calling me to join him in the yard in the evening, where he likes to hang out but not alone. He’s not stuck or distressed, he just wants Boof to join him, and if Boof does not respond within a few minutes (sometimes I’m in the middle of something), he’ll say Boof again, softly and patiently, until Boof joins him in the yard to hang out and breathe the evening air together.” – VanessaParadis01