Doggos, puppers, oh h*ck: Dog speak is cringey, but no one cares

I don’t remember the first time I saw my dad cry, but I do remember the first time I saw him sob.

We were on a family road trip in the early 2000s and we were listening to the audiobook of Marley & Me. All of us — my older brothers, my mom, and me — started tearing up as the book began to close. By the time it ended, my...