I Left the “Nice Guy” After He Forgot Our Dog’s Lifeline

I put the leash in his hand. He executes tasks, but I have to carry the mental load of assigning them.

Last Tuesday was the breaking point.

I had a crisis at work—a client merger that kept me at the office until late. At 6:30 PM, I called Mark. “Hey, I’m stuck here. Please, Mark, this is important. Dinner is in the fridge, but you have to give Barnaby continue reading …