Right after the night in the doghouse, but just before the divorce.
You’ve probably heard the one: Who loves you more, your wife or your dog? Answer: Lock both in your car trunk, come back and hour later, and see which one is glad to see you.
When he learned to open the fridge and get a bottle of beer for “his best bud”.
knowing animals, I am sure the wolf/canine/dog became man’s best friend the first time the wolf smelled meat roasting over a man’s fire.
Interesting side note. An early friendly wolf must have had an upward curl to his tail. Men bred that wolf and the trait remained. They were probably able to recognize the friendly ‘dogs’ from the not-so-friendly wolves by the curl of the tail. To this day, dogs have curly tails, whereas wolves do not.
When Brian Williams captured, tamed and bred wolves into the modern day dogs we call man’s friend.
Probably the first time they were offered the ice cream bowl to lick clean after dinner.
Right after Man built a dog house large enough to hold them both in times of trouble.
With the first belly rub accompanied by the words “Whose a good boy now...Whose a good a good boy”
This here is the deal...
After G-d created the earth, he then created all the creatures that live on it, including man.
There was just one problem. It was dark at night. Really dark, because the moon hadn't been created yet.
G-d spoke and told all his creatures to get back because he was about to do something - at which point he spoke and commanded a big chunk of the earth to separate itself from the earth and to go jump into orbit where it could reflect some light on the side of the earth that's away from the sun. (The place where this aforementioned chunk came from we now know as the Pacific Ocean, but I digress.)
Anyway all the creatures, and man, got back as they were told, but the dog... the dog wasn't paying very good attention that day and he was out running around or something on the piece of earth as it obediently began to separate and lift off into space.
Almost too late, as the chunk was beginning to gain altitude, the dog made it to the edge... he looked down... he could see the man looking up at him. The man called out "JUMP!"
The dog jumped.
The man caught him, breaking his fall.
And they've been best friends ever since.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
(No Brian Williams jokes, please. My dog wouldn't be caught with him.)
I have no idea how long ago but cannot imagine. Our abilities and theirs complement one another so thoroughly it has to be ancient.
When the Muzzies decided Dogs were evil.