Dogs, What Are They Thinking…? #1
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18 October 2007
Here’s something about dogs to make you think long and hard about. Or maybe not, depending on how ridiculous you think this might be!
Let’s take a light-hearted look at what might be going through the thoughts of our dogs in different circumstances. This being the first of what I’ll make into a mini series dotted through the more serious posts, I’ve chosen a subject that I think a lot of dog owners will associate with.
What are dogs thinking about when you take them for a walk?
More particularly, boy dogs who just love to pee all over the place.
Well, we probably all know that 99% of a dog’s peeing habits are down to instinctual territorial marking, ie “I’m walking down this road and… Oh, that lamppost is mine!.. That tree is mine… hey, that car wasn’t here yesterday – it’s mine now!” Well, maybe they do think that way, maybe not.
But what gets me is the antics of one scruffy little bloke who has it in him to want to get to where he’s going, wherever that might be, as fast as he possibly can. Every now and again, he has to mark his boundaries, which is normal as well actually pee for the sake of peeing!
But what goes through his chaotic little head when faced with a choice of cars to pee on?
Why does he always choose the most expensive looking one?
Or failing that, how does he know which one belongs to the guy just coming out of his house and to pee on it when the guy can see him do it?
Or if there is a choice of car owners within view of their cars, why does he pick the one that belongs to the biggest, meanest looking guy?
You have to remember that as small as he is, he can run a hellavalot faster than I can…
When the days arrives when he’s figured out how to give the doggy “finger” to the all-in wrestler who’s about to pummel his owner, then I’ll know for sure he’s not as stupid as he makes out!
Terry Didcott
For Dogs
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on October 18th, 2007 at 6:22 pm
My Imir hated the uncle of my husband. Because he was not very correct with me maybe. One day we meet the uncle and I have to speak with him. We stopped at a distance about a 1,5 meter onw from the other. Imir came and made a great pile between us. I did not know what to do from the shame. The only thing that it’s an animal and doesn’t understand… (but he understood very well, what is he doing and why and was very happy to do this joke)