It is too much to ask.

And Lad's waking hours at night were times of desolation and of utter boredom.

True, he might have consoled himself, as does many a lesser pup, with voicing his woes in a series of melancholy howls.

That, in time, would have drawn plenty of human attention to the lonely youngster; even if the attention were not wholly flattering.
But Lad did not belong to the howling type.

When he was unhappy, he waxed silent.