It was the proudest moment of my life. My last dog was not a fetcher, he was a ‘you throw the toy and then chase after me whilst I tear it to shreds’ kind of dog. I wasn’t sure about Casper, he seemed to be ok with the bringing it back part but not so good at the handing it over to be thrown again part. Once he had brought it back he seemed to feel that it was now his prize and he should be able to either have soul possession of the toy or play tug with it.
However after nearly a month of training he know brings the toy back and drops it near you and sits whilst waiting for it to be thrown again. I could have exploded with happiness.
So now we have fetch down but I still have doubts about his ability to recognise his own name…
In other news I have fallen in love with Allie’s blog Hyperbole and a Half and whilst reading I found a post where she ponders the apparent unintelligence of her dog. She lists a few tests you can try to make a quick assessment of your dogs IQ and so I found myself trying the ‘hide the treat under a cup test and see how long it takes the dog to find it. As soon as I got Casper to sit I placed the treat under the cup and stepped back, before I could blink Casper had rushed the cup and knocked it over with his nose, devouring the treat before I had time to start the stop watch.
I don’t know if that should tell me that I have a super smart dog but it does tell me he likes treats
I was going to take a photo for you but silly me managed to dangle the camera in front of the dog and he chomped it. It seems to be ok but the battery is dead now anyway… So I’ll just have to add a picture the next time I get around to charging my camera…
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Well exams are rearing their ugly heads again and I find myself sitting at my desk staring blankly at my revision questions wishing I could just curl up by the lamp and read my novel, which is called Wild Flowers and is by Virginia Andrews by the way and it’s a very good read. So whilst I was busy trying to distract myself with Facebook I came across this group “My mind was blown when I realised “Glee” spelt backwards was “shit””, it made me laugh so I clicked the link and took a look at the page, someone had posted a link to this site: http://gleesucks.com/ so I checked it out too. I very much enjoyed reading this blog even though I don’t watch the show, if you dislike Glee you should definitely take a look, if you like Glee you might get a bit of a chuckle out of it anyway because you would be familiar with the episodes.
I also found myself listening to “American Honey” by Lady Antebellum and I really enjoy the song now :3
On another note my cat and dog made some progress with each other today, Casper having come inside for a while out of the storm and Buffy having gone up to him and rubbed up against him <3 It was super sweet until she jumped up and a chair and once she was on the same level as him felt free to start swiping at him with her claws :/
Swelled with the self assurance of their great intelligence they see fit to judge people as inferior and look down their pompous noses at those who don’t entertain their pretentious bleatings.
I don’t like to generalise but often the Arts students are the worst; they place themselves on pedestals and presume to be amongst the most intelligent on Earth. They look down on other disciplines and feel that they are above the rest of society.
Ok I know, I’m exaggerating here and perhaps I’m being unfair in targeting the Arts students but you know exactly the type of character I mean.
I won’t elaborate on my experience with one such individual but their instantaneous assessment of my intelligence and general lack of empathy left me rather disappointed and sad.