How to Tell if Your Dog Really Loves You: Mojo’s Guide to Romance
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Time to read 8 min
The best art isn't just hung on a wall—it’s curled up with the pack. Introducing the Modern Sketch Sherpa in its natural habitat.
Woof! Mojo here. 🐾
February has arrived in the Den. The holiday chaos has settled into the "Long Winter Nap," but something is shifting.
I see the red hearts everywhere. I smell the chocolate (which I am told is "forbidden poison," though my nose strongly disagrees). And I hear the question you humans whisper when you scratch that perfect spot behind my ears:
"Do you love me? Who's a good boy? Do you really love me?"
The answer is: Yes. Obviously. I am sitting on your foot right now.
But I know humans struggle with this. You need words. You write cards and buy fancy gifts. We dogs? We are more practical. We speak in Action.
So, for this month of love, I am acting as your official translator. Here is exactly how I am telling you—every single day—that you are the center of my universe.
Table of Content
Proof that the 'Big Lean' always leads to the best naps.
My human likes to read about "Science." Did you know there is actually a biological reason we feel so good together?
It’s called Oxytocin. When we lock eyes, both of our brains release it. It’s the "Love Hormone."
It’s the same feeling you get when you hug a best friend. So when I stare at you for five minutes straight while you’re watching TV, I’m not just being weird. I am chemically engineering our friendship.
Love isn't just a feeling; it’s an action. We just received our Official 2026 GoodAPI Reforestation Certificate! That means every 'Boop' you give in our shop is officially helping us plant forests and support dogs in need. We don't just talk about a better world; we grow one.
✅ DO!
DO Accept the "Soggy Gift": When I bring you the hedgehog, thank me. Admire its dampness. You don't have to throw it, but you must acknowledge the sacrifice I’ve made in sharing my resources.
DO Lean Back: If I sit on your foot or lean against your leg, stay still for thirty seconds. That’s a "Furry Anchor" sync. It’s like a wireless software update for our friendship.
DO Practice "Soft Eyes": Every once in a while, just look at me without saying "sit" or "stay." Just a soft blink and a relaxed face. It tells my brain that everything is safe in the Den.
DO Join the Mission: Show your love by helping other dogs. Every "Boop" in our shop plants a tree and helps a pup in need. It’s the ultimate "Good Human" move.
🚫 DON'T!
DON'T Steal the Gift: If I give you the soggy toy, don't hide it in the closet immediately. That’s an insult to my generosity. Give it back after a minute of "mutual appreciation."
DON'T Force the Hug: Some humans like to squeeze. We dogs prefer the "Side-by-Side." If I’m leaning, I’m hugging. Don't ruin the vibe by pinning my ears back.
DON'T "Forbidden Poison" Me: I know those red boxes of chocolate smell like heaven, but they are literally poison for me. If you want to treat me, stick to the Mojo-approved scratches and maybe a plain piece of chicken.
DON'T Ignore the Check-In: If we’re on a walk and I look back at you, give me a nod or a "Good job." I’m checking my compass; don't leave me hanging!
You might miss these moments because they are quiet (and sometimes a little messy). But this is me shouting "I Love You" in Dog.
You know when I lean my full 70 lbs against your leg while you’re cooking? Or when I sit directly on your foot?
I am not trying to trip you. I am acting as a Furry Anchor. I am physically connecting my world to yours to make sure you don't float away. It is a hug, just... heavier.
When I bring you my squeaky hedgehog—yes, even if it is soaking wet—I am offering you a gift of the highest value.
In the dog world, resources are everything. This toy is my treasure. By dropping it in your lap, I am sharing my fortune with you. I don't always want you to throw it; I just want you to be honored that I let you hold it.
If I look at you with relaxed eyelids and a soft expression, usually while we are resting, that is a kiss. It’s pure affection without any demand for treats. (Though I will accept treats if offered).
In the wild, sleeping is dangerous. You have to be alert.
If I sleep with my back to you, or curled up at your feet, I am giving you the ultimate compliment: Total Trust. I know I can close my eyes because you are watching over the Pack. You are my safety net.
It doesn't matter if you were gone for five hours or five minutes to get the mail. When you return, the Pack is whole again.
That joy you see? The tail that wags the entire back half of my body? That is 100% real. It is the best moment of my day.
Next time we are on a walk, notice if I look back at you. Even with a thousand fascinating smells on the breeze (squirrel? pizza crust?), I check over my shoulder.
I am making sure you are still there. You are my compass. I never want to explore too far without my human.
You yawn. Then I yawn. It’s a funny little reflex, but it means we are in sync. Our operating systems are connected to the same Wi-Fi. It’s a sign of deep empathy.
First of all, that plushie is a vintage treasure with high sentimental value. By placing it on your "glowing rectangle," I was attempting to diversify your portfolio. You were focused on "spreadsheets"; I was offering you "squeaks." It’s called a strategic merger. Also, your boss looked like he needed a laugh. You’re welcome.
How dare you. That is a tactical soul-to-soul connection. When I lean my full weight against your shins, I am physically verifying that you haven't been replaced by a hologram. It’s a "Furry Anchor" maneuver. Plus, if I’m leaning on you, it’s mathematically impossible for you to walk toward the snacks without me. It’s called efficiency, Karen.
Roses are red, violets are blue, cards are made of paper, which I will gladly chew. Skip the glitter. If you want to show me true devotion, give me a "Boop." One boop in the Den plants a tree, helps a fellow dog in need, and usually results in me getting a premium ear-scratch. It’s the only gift that doesn't end up under the couch.
Look, decoding my love language is hard work. You’re going to need a soundtrack. I’ve curated a list of 70s Soul, 80s Power Ballads, and Disco Divas to help you set the mood in the Den. Whether you’re feeling the Barry White 'Hungry Eyes' or the Whitesnake 'Park Run' energy, these tracks are Mojo-approved.
If you’ve been skimming because you’re distracted by a squirrel (I get it), here is the breakdown of how I’m telling you I love you:
The Chemistry: We lock eyes to sync our brains with Oxytocin. It’s science, baby.
The Gravity Check: If I’m leaning on your shins, I’m hugging you with my whole body.
The Soggy Gift: Bringing you a toy means I trust you with my most valuable assets.
The Sleep Guard: Sleeping at your feet means I know you’ve got the "Night Watch" covered.
The Whole-Body Wag: If my tail is moving my hips, that’s peak joy.
The Compass Check: Looking back at you on walks means you’re the center of my pack.
The Empathy Yawn: If I yawn when you do, our Wi-Fi signals are perfectly synced.
We dogs might not live as long as humans, but we love harder. We pack a lifetime of devotion into every single day.
So this February, don't worry about the candy hearts. Just take a moment to sit with us. Feel the lean. Accept the wet toy.
And if you want to celebrate that bond, we’ve envisioned a few special ways to do it—no photo uploads or design work required from you. Just pure Mojo artistry:
The Modern Sketch Sherpa BlanketThis is our first-ever Mojo Original. It’s a minimalist masterpiece designed for the modern den. We’ve paired the "Modern Sketch" line art with a high-definition, heathered visual texture in Oatmeal and Charcoal.
The top is a velvety-smooth fleece that captures every fine detail of the sketch, while the back is a thick, plush Sherpa. It’s heavy-duty, luxuriously soft, and built specifically for the "Big Lean" on the sofa.
The Modern Sketch MugThe perfect companion to the blanket. Minimalist, clean, and made for those quiet February mornings when the coffee is hot and I’m warming your feet.
Happy Valentine's Day, pack.
Keep the magic wagging,
Mojo 🐾