Boston resident Ilene Bilenky has a soft spot for her new adopted dog, Artie. No surprise there. They experienced an instant connection, she says—a budding friendship that began when she first looked into his big, brown, hopeful eyes. “They call him a cattle dog mix, says Bilenky. “Artie is a terrific dog.” He’s frisky. He’s comforting—a best friend. Artie is always by her side, ready for any adventure the two might have.

Such are the pleasures of adopting a dog and all the joyful discoveries that go hand in hand with the experience. From that first lively game of fetch to quiet time at home, there’s nothing better than the camaraderie of being together.

“He loves to cuddle up, and he’s just good company,” Bilenky says. “I love that kind of doggie energy. Nothing gives me more pleasure than seeing him happy or chewing on his toys.”

Alan Kough, who lives just outside Phoenix, feels the same way about his adopted dog, Grandma. “She has a special place in [my] heart,” he says, adding that their time together is a perfect fit. She’s partial to taking life easy.

She closes her eyes as her head is scratched, snorting in appreciation, as if to say, “Ahh, that feels sooo good!” And when she sits in his lap, she shows her gratitude with a contented glance. “We wouldn’t have it any other way,” assures Kough.

Both Bilenky and Kough found best buddies through adoption, and they both enjoy sharing life’s little joys—whether it’s snuggling on the couch or strolling around the block—with their four-legged friends, tails sweeping like windshield wipers. There’s much to be learned from knowing and befriending these adopted companions. They’re appreciative. They’re enthusiastic. They’re open to new experiences. Thus many adopters are surprised to learn how easy it is to try new tricks together.

Carla D’Amico Phillips of Kanab, Utah, says adopting Cowboy into her life has been one of the most rewarding experiences ever. Cowboy has been with Phillips for just a few weeks, but already a tight bond has been forged.

A constant companion, Cowboy never leaves Phillips’ side, whether it’s a short car ride or an afternoon out and about. “He doesn’t really ask for much—except company. And maybe a walk. Fish gotta swim. Birds gotta fly. Dogs gotta walk.”

And walk they do—together.