Pine Nuts: Dogs are smarter than we think
Take it from the village dog whisperer, dogs are 10 times smarter than we ever imagined. I know this because a border collie named Daisy told me so, herself, and she didn’t mince her words.
She always runs to me when she sees me out walking and tells me with your eyes and her body language, “You have treats in your pocket, I know you do, and you’re going to give me two, or my name’s not Daisy.”
Of course I give her one and she does her little dance to thank me and asks for more. She knows from experience that I’m good for two treats, not three, so her dance turns to a final elegant bow.
Of the 50 or so dogs I have come to know since I stopped running and started walking, border collies are by far the best talkers.
I had a short conversation with a border collie named Baily yesterday, when Baily’s owner stepped inside Starbucks.
Baily looked at me with knowing brown eyes and said, “He’s going after a Triple Mocha Frappuccino!”
“How do you know that?” I asked, somewhat surprised.
“I know because he lets me lick the empty.”
“What’s so good about a Triple Mocha Frappuccino, anyway?”
“It’s the dark caramel whipped cream,” he added while rolling his eyes.
“Do you ever go to the dog park, Baily?”
“Dog park? Heck yeah, I go there all the time.”
“Have you ever met a dog there named Daisy?”
“Daisy? Daisy?! You know Daisy?”
“Sure, everybody knows Daisy.”
“Oh, don’t say that … Daisy is my girl … all mine.”
“Of course, she mentioned you to me.”
“Yeah, said you were a good slow dancer.”
Baily lifted his upper lip exposing his teeth, and I smiled back.
“Well, here comes your owner, Baily, it’s been nice.”
“Yeah, here comes my Triple Mocha Frappuccino … Chow, Bambino!”
Later in the day I saw Daisy and asked her about Baily …
“Daisy, I met a friend of yours, Baily, and he told me he likes you.”
“Yeah, he said you were his girl.”
“He said that? That’s the craziest thing I ever heard. Baily’s number three on my dance card.”
“Three? Who’s one & two?”
“Chewy, that hunk of a Husky is number two, and Zippy, that frisky Portuguese Water Dog is number one. Zippy would turn the head of a stuck-up Schnauzer if you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I think I know what you mean, I had a Schnauzer turn up his nose at one of my treats just yesterday.”
“I think I know who, what was his name?”
“Yeah, that’s him, thinks he’s a prime minister or something. Well, it’s good to see you again, where did you learn to talk to dogs, anyway, if you don’t mind my asking.”
“On the road … I’m a road scholar.”
“Yeah, yeah, I heard of them … Chow Chow Bambino!
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