I am periodically confronted by comments on how smart a dog, cat or other creature is … most of which I do not read, because the majority of them are little more than romantic notions supported with irrational and inconclusive evidence.
What does “smart” mean? Continue reading
When Ray rings the bell on the back door, or when he just stands staring at the back door, I of course open it for him. Usually, he immediately goes out, down the steps, and into the garden where he takes care of his bodily needs. Sometimes he may follow some recent squirrel scents, or he simply does a garden perimeter check. It is probably fair to say that, on many occasions, he does all those things! Continue reading
A New Direction Perhaps? 