it’s a common experience to walk in your house and be overpowered by the joy of your dog it’s also common to wonder, is this love? sure as hell feels like it but is this creature just running a cold program: make that guy feel special and he’ll keep me warm, fed, and catching frisbees? here we attribute an imaginary freedom to the dog: act this way and i’ll get food surely that can’t be love in reality, there is a program running but the program is the conscious experience of the dog there is...