That must be so nice KT. For you. But you see, my dog? He's crazy. He recently flew directly over the cuckoo's nest. To be fair...he's passive, wouldn't hurt a fly, loves everyone, rarely barks (unless of course there is a squirrel within 683 miles), minds is manners and can stay in the house for hours alone without doing anything naughty. In almost every respect, the epitome of a perfect dog. 

But the pacing KT. I just cant take it. It's an itch on the back of my brain that I cant scratch. The dog simply cannot chill. Paces all day long, going from one window to the next, doing a circle around the kitchen island. Back and forth, click click click go his nails. Itch itch itch goes my brain.  And our back yard? I will have to take a picture for you. It's like a race track. 90% of the grass is perfectly unaffected, rarely ever touched. But there is a path around the yard of dirt that would be downright comedy if we lived in a place that had very little precipitation and, therefore, said dirt didn't often turn to mud and said mud didn't often come into our home uninvited by way of Hank's paws. I'm convinced that he's going to wear himself a trough in the yard eventually. Maybe all the way to China.

But I'm glad your dog helps you relax.  That's awesome. :)