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The best dog gadgets feel a little bit magical. A tracker turns a heart-stopping “Where did she go?” into a moving dot on a map. A talking button gives your dog a gloriously dramatic new way to request OUTSIDE. A…
Cat people know the uniquely humbling thrill of buying something sophisticated for a family member who once chose the shipping box. Cats do like technology; they simply reserve the right to review it with brutal honesty. A fountain can turn…
Shopping for pet gadgets can make a normal Tuesday look wildly under-engineered. Apparently your cat needs a bathroom with an app, your dog needs a fitness dashboard, and the water bowl has been waiting its whole life for Wi-Fi. Some…
The best smart pet door does more than put a small icon on your phone. It gives you control you’ll use every day — a remote lock before a storm, an alert confirming the dog came in before you left…
By the ninth “can you let me out?” of the day, an automatic pet door starts to sound less like a gadget and more like a civil right. The catch is that the category isn’t one product. Some of these…
There was a cat on my parents’ kitchen counter. My parents don’t have a cat—or so I thought. Yet there he was, a huge cat sitting comfortably on the counter between the toaster and my mom’s spices, some of which…
Picture five big dogs using the same pet door before breakfast, after school, and every time the backyard gets interesting. Pawport is built for that kind of hard-working opening: a smart, motorized retrofit cover that adds controlled tag access, schedules,…
The Wayzn smart pet door is a different kind of pet-door solution: it opens the human sliding glass door. There is no new flap in the wall, no patio insert, and no tiny tunnel for the dog to negotiate. For…
A WiFi pet door sounds wonderfully civilized right up until the router takes a personal day. Then the question gets much less glamorous: can the dog still get out, can you still lock the thing, and do you have any…
Luna started crying halfway through my meeting. Not meowing. Crying. The full baby-left-near-a-sliding-glass-door sound that makes people on a video call stop speaking and reconsider what kind of home office you are operating. “That’s my cat,” I explained. Luna looked…