Friday, March 27, 2009
Stupid human tricks
I sincerely believe that dogs pass along behavior traits and quirks to each other. When I first got my younger dog (Nelson), I couldn’t keep him out of the basement. He would squeeze himself through the cat door to get down and explore the lower level.
Murphy (my old guy) on the other hand has always hated the basement. After a few weeks of living together -- voila -- Nelson would no longer go down. You’d think the devil was down there. Somehow the word had passed that the basement was just not cool.
Only recently did I discover that neither of my dogs will step on a grate. Now this is something new for the old guy because he’s been okay with it in the past.
I discovered this when one of Nelson’s toys landed on the cool air return in my dining room. He stood there barking and pacing like a madman because he couldn’t get to it. Nothing I did would entice him to put one foot on the grate.
So in my evil human way, I decided to put a dog treat on the backside. (See the little biscuit lying there in the first photo.) Again with the pacing and barking. Ah, I thought, I’ll have Murphy show him how to get it. So wrong.
Murphy’s approach, as you can see demonstrated in the second photo, was a bit different. He’d just stretch his body as far as he could. Then he’d walk from one end to the other, think about it, and stretch some more.
He was just one tongue length away from the prize.
This provided me with a great deal of amusement. Dogs: barking, pacing, thinking, stretching. Me: teasing, tormenting, laughing.
I finally caved in and gave them both a treat. Much deserved, for the entertainment factor alone.