How They Did It - Pet Dogs in Ancient Rome

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Frying Pancakes : *Dog dies Roman: This is so sad. Alexa, import slaves from Thessalia.

Unova's Finest : Bruh. Those dog tombstones hit me in the feels

The Elven Biker : "Mia never barked without reason, but now he is silent." That hit me way too strong.

dumeoch : I wonder what those Romans would think if they knew thousands are reading the epitaphs of their dogs in the far distant future, and sharing in their sorrow.

Southern Gothic : "Never again shall you give me a thousand kisses" *sobbing*

Indrick Boreale : Humans: Have evolved as a society through the century Dogs: Were perfect good boys from the beginning and forevermore

Mountainmoth : "What did you name your dog?" "Bear!" "Deerslayer!" "Whirlwind!" "... Spot."

James Royster : When you think it’s safe to watch an Invicta video on your phone in public, but end up getting weird looks from people whilst crying about dogs that have been dead for centuries

DearlyBelovedofGod : I legit started tearing up at the ancient dog graves section. It's so amazing how our bond with our pet dogs is so transhistoric, so relatable, so...human.

Goofball Mcsullivan : "I am in tears while carrying you to your last resting place, as much as I rejoiced when bringing you home in my own hands 15 years ago." Oh god my heart hurts.

vee tee : Damn these epitaphs hit hard, reminds me of the epitaph for a cat i saw on Imgur Dewey 1898-1910 "He was only a cat but he was human enough to be a great comfort in hours of loneliness and pain"

iafozzac : You can see how loved dogs were in the ancient world from the Odyssey, which predates those tombs by centuries. In the whole Odyssey, Ulises sheds only one tear, and it is for his dog Argos, who recognizes him when he arrives back at his home when no one else did. The dog, once a mighty hunter, now resting over a pile of dung and covered in fleas, is too weak to even go great his old master, but drops his ears and wags his tail as he sees him . Ulises cannot go greet him, for it would betray his real identity, so he can only shed that one single tear, as he tells to the man who was accompanying him: "Eumaios, what a noble hound is that is over yonder on the manure heap: his build is splendid; is he as fine a fellow as he looks, or is he only one of those dogs that come begging about a table, and are kept merely for show?" To which Eumainos answered: "This dog belonged to him who has died in a far country. If he were what he was when Odysseus left for Troy, he would soon show you what he could do. There was not a wild beast in the forest that could get away from him when he was once on its tracks. But now he has fallen on evil times, for his master is dead and gone, and the women take no care of him. Servants never do their work when their master's hand is no longer over them, for Zeus takes half the goodness out of a man when he makes a slave of him"

Anthony De Castro : I really wasn't expecting to start crying when the epithaths were being read. You can feel the love in our ancestor's words for their companions. Part of their houses, lives, souls...

kirubino : Quis est bonus puer? Certe, tu es!

dreman999 : 1000"s upon 1000's of years pass...and we are still naming our dogs "spot".

Max Power : I lost my buddy of 14 years about 3 months ago, it still burns to think about. The love of our dogs connects us as humans, all throughout History.

rickpgriffin : I remember in high school and college classes that a lot of teachers and professors were insistent that people of antiquity didn't own "pets", and that pets weren't really invented until the industrial revolution, because they only had animals if they worked for a living. Well, yes, they tended to be more useful animals beyond "hang around your living space just because" but that didn't mean that people didn't enjoy their pets in the same way people of modern times do? Like how does a historian assume this kind of social instinct just didn't happen?

Steva Stevanovic : Sorry for your lose man. I hope that your dog rests in peace, in heaven. I myself lost a dog, about 3 months ago. Her name was Ribica, (Little fish or just Fish in English). Though she wasn't my dog, but my uncle's, I always looked at her as my own, because I don't have dog. She was there my whole life. We were born at the same year, 2000. And it felt like I lost my best friend. Not so long after her death, my uncle brought a new dog, a baby to be precise. She had about 3 months and was the same race as Ribica. She was a happy, playful puppy. But, alas, she died too about week ago, 6 months old.....she run on the street and then car hit her. Now, my uncle, man who clearly cannot live without dogs, brought two new puppys, who are just born. They are afraid of people, but are already showing less fear. They are also the same race as previous two were. I hope that they stay alive. I could not bare another death. P.S. An if anybody ask, yes, I cried hell out of my eyes when you read the tombstone texts.

Stephen Smith : This makes the Romans who wrote those epitaphs so real to me, not just an abstraction of history.

Firefox is red, Explorer is blue. Google+ sucks and Chrome does too. : I never thought I'd get teary eyed over a 2000 year long dead pupper :(.

Nastrael Rowe : I'm still ashamed by it, but I couldn't cry when my childhood dog died. It's not that I didn't love him, I did; more than I can say. I can still remember my moments with him more vividly than with anyone or anything else. The rainy day that we got him as a puppy, only a week old, from our neighbor across the street and my dad hurrying back to the house with him tucked in his leather jacket to keep him dry. How he hated loud noises like sirens and fireworks; so much that he'd consistently tunnel his way out of the yard every 4th of July to escape the sound. The time he peed on our neighbor's leg as he went to the bathroom. Whenever we'd wash him in the tub, which he hated, and how every time he'd immediately rush under the back porch and get dirty again. How when my dad got back from a house-cleaning with a huge bucket filled with old wine that we dumped most of in the backyard and him lapping it up and getting absolutely wasted. Taking him for hikes at our local park/nature reserve and how he would trot off ahead, but always turn back to make sure we were still following. How he loved rocks more than balls and bones so much that we'd bring some home from the beach that we thought he'd like. The time I accidently fell off my bed as I was sleeping, only to wake mid fall and landing right on top of him. And how he would rub up against the bushes in the yard until they were bare to scratch his back. When he began to grow old and had trouble getting up the stairs, and the tell-tale "gallumph" of his paws on the steps as he struggled his way up. The time we painted those steps and he busted through the barricades we'd set up, only for him to slide all the way down leaving black paw prints on the white fronts of the steps. His eyes slowly glazing over with cataracts as his vision faded and the hard feeling of the tumors behind his legs that contrasted so sharply with his soft, cornchip scented ears. And finally when living became too painful for the arthritis and thr cancer. Him sprawled out on the mat just inside the back door, with my Mom petting him, silent tears rolling down her cheeks, even after he had passed. He was such a handsome, clumsy fool. He had the build of a Golden Lab and the coat of a German Shepard. He was my best friend and I loved him to bits, but the one time I should have cried for him, I couldn't and I still can't. Even now the tears build and build whenever I think of him, but they won't come out. And I am ashamed.

DiscordChaosGod : I read the title as "how they pet dogs in rome". as in, there being a particular protocol to pet a dog

bendrui : I've thought a lot about dogs, and human history, and I argue that dogs and humans helped shape each other. I wonder if we would have been as successful at building civilizations without our dog companions. First, they hunted with us. Second, when we became nomadic herders, dogs guarded and helped manage our livestock. Third, when we became farmers, dogs guarded our crops from rats and other vermin. Humans bred dogs to he helpful, and dogs helped humans build our world. It's a cultural symbiosis!

Garrett Meskill : Gotta admit, cried a little

1001 Helen Of Troy : One of the fascinating things about Rome is that we can read the words of real people writing about their lives, experiencies..So much material is available you can almost feel what it was like to stand in the forum and eavesdrop as the locals conduct their business or gossip to friends. We may be separated by 2000 years but we can still get a sense that these were real people living real lives. Romans shaped the society as we know it today.

cfroi08 : China Now: Spot soup is yummy Rome: Ole Spot died, better make a poem and statue.

ThePsychonaut : The fact that some guy a few thousands years ago was complaining about small yappy dogs amazes me. 2 millennia and thousands of miles apart and we're still dealing with the same sort of issues.

Archangel Azrael : animals are glorious, i no longer cry for my animals...i see them as champions the best ive ever had they would never want to see you sad, they should motivate you so when you too meet your end you will know that you had lived your life and as your companions had to face death before you, know that they would rather go first then be without you. Let them give you strength for when the time comes...

Ian Cabugsa : 2 millenia later, John Wick massacred hundreds for the death of his dog.

Sum Arbor : Stop making me feel. My dog is immortal, she promised me.

OsolocoAZ : Just lost my old dude of 15 years about a month ago. Glad to know the more things change the more they stay the same. Great video. Thx

The Forbidden Fruit : *REST IN PEACE SPIKE KING OF MY BACKYARD*

Speckled Box : I miss my little Black Jack. My Jack Frost. My little spring heeled Jack. He was a real good boy. Loss and love are eternal.

moxie : Those epitaphs were incredible!! Very tear-jerking. Thank you so much for sharing them. I've always been on the look out since I was a child to historical references to dogs and cats. I love that no matter how much humanity has changed one thing has been constant: our special bond with our dogs and cats.

AlfzMyle : Remember that even the god of the dead loves his dog, inmortal companion and loyald friend, ours may gone but they live one running free in the fields of elysium, playing catch with cerberus and old charon's oar and they are waiting for the day they see us pas the gates of hades as they bark to us with glee, for a dog is loyald even in death

S2MH : I lost a dog too a few years ago, and it was rough. All we can do is give them a happy life, then we know we did our part :)

David Henson : This was a super cool video. I lost my Valentine (a German Shepherd) 6 years ago. She was the sweetest dog in the world. She made everyone welcomed and loved. Now I am crying. Shit. I will never own another dog. Thanks.

Henrique Maximo : 4:18 Cave Canem = Beware of the dog

ZeldaFeb : These are my dogs, Deerslayer and Spot.

Bolt : The worst thing is that there are some countries that regularly consume mans best friend like absolute savages. And Yeah yeah, before any vegans say anything, I’m aware pigs are about as smart as a dog but still dogs are specially made to be our companions and it just seems purely evil to me to kill anything that has an innate trust and love for humans. Whether that be a dog or another human, it’s absolutely disgusting and horrible.

TetrisClock : I knew the Romans loved dogs, but I did not know they gave their dogs graves with epitaphs. When people do that today, it's often seen as being silly or over the top, so the fact that some Romans went as far as commissioning sculptures as headstones is something I find very sweet. As an extra note, I think Rottweilers have gone gone relatively unchanged since antiquity, their ancestors being popular drovers.

Ja frost : What beautiful way to reach back to an ancient society for a connection. Would never have thought of this topic as that kind of a tool, awesome video!

Aravaganthus : Damn Romans had more variety of dog names than their own first names.

The Secret History Living in Your Aquarium : As a historian and archaeologist, I would love to see what you can dig up about fish as pets/food/ponds... supposedly the wealthy romans often had tubs for keeping fish in a marble box under the bed for several days prior to holidays. Also ancient Chinese ....and later Persians used carp as pets . Rome is inland and it's common knowledge that exotic animals, crocodiles, supposedly sharks even for the arena. My question is, if you've ever come across details and dates of aquariums or care takers of exotic fish for spectical. Thanks for all you do, Sincerely. Alexander Williamson. Cheers!

rumle : The gravestone and text got me too, damn i miss my dog

Deception Ception : Men best friend since 30k BC.

sommi : *The more I grow older as a human, the more I realise that we don't actually deserve dogs. forever goodboys*

G Nk : Xenophon spoke modern English what luck! On a serious note I wish you hadn't translated that it might of had a better ring in Ancient Greek... or just put the translation beside the actual Greek. I mean you could translate people's names too and make it sound rather dull. Oh well

Sean Whitaker : There's evidence Cerberus translates to, what we would say, Spot or Spotted. Hades, lord of the underworld, named his three headed dog Spot. Have a nice day.

Alex 707 : No matter what era, century, or time period, whether it was 1-2 hundred years ago, 500, a few thousand or what. People are people, and emotions don’t change like technology does