This is a response to the video Tim posted of the beagles. I've tried to leave comment there a few times and its not uploading...I'm not sure why.
What struck me most about the video was the look of fear and something like sorrow on the dog's face- emotions that people share that were so readable and vivid on the dog.
One of my favorite dog poems is about human/animal communication and features the happiness dogs experience in nature:
SPRING by Mary Oliver
I lift my face to the pale flowers
of the clean rain. They're soft as linen,
clean as holy water. Meanwhile
my dog runs off, noses down packed leaves
into damp, mysterious tunnels.
He says the smells are rising now
stiff and lively; he says the beasts
are waking up now full of oil
sleep sweat, tag-ends of dreams. The rain
rubs its shining hands all over me.
My dog returns and barks fiercely, he says
each secret body is the richest advisor,
deep in the earth such fuming
nuggets of joy!