It’s time for spring flowers! I took Levi and Tatum for a walk a few days ago, and brought the camera, and took this picture of spring flowers.
I am so ready for spring. And it’s just been cold and blustery here lately. I want to get out and train the dogs where it’s warm, and wear shorts and sunblock! And find a Proflowers.com promotion code so that the hubby can buy me flowers for spring. 🙂
I’ve been wondering lately if my dogs can think words. Surely they can think sounds. I mean, making sounds to ones-self is a pretty basic ability. I don’t see why other animals can’t do the same thing. Maybe they can’t, I guess we probably will never know, but I like to assume that animals can think sounds to themsleves just like humans can. There are, actually, very few abilities that are exclusively human. Many other animals share things that humans do. So why not thinking sounds?
So if dogs can think sounds to themselves, why would they not be able to think words? I don’t know if they would put the words together into sentences, as that might be beyond their ability. But then again, maybe they can. Maybe a dog looks at his bone, and when he looks at it, a human voice comes into their head and says ‘bone.’ Or ‘ball’ or ‘sit’ or ‘treat’ or a zillion other things that the dog recognizes as having meaning.
Anyway, just an interesting thought. We may never know, but I like to believe that my dogs can, indeed, think words to themselves. Because they are very smart, and I like the idea!
Now that I’ve dabbled with that thought, maybe I’ll go find some free online dating site that will let me find some other people who may have the same idea!
–okay I went and did some Googling and this guy has the idea that dogs cannot think words, because they cannot, in fact, produce the words with their mouths, throats, and biological setup. And that we can only think sounds that we can actually say… I wonder if that’s true. I’m going to have to spend some time trying to think sounds that I can’t produce with my own voice setup!
When I get sick I feel guilty. The dogs don’t get to go out, and I know they really want to go out an train and work and play. We have agility training and flyball practice scheduled today but I really can’t do either. This picture reminds me that I’m not always sick. When I get sick, I feel like I’ve always been sick, and I always will be sick. Bleh! I’m feeling guilty that I can’t get out today with the dogs.
I know I know, I just have to take care of myself and get better. I don’t even know what this is. It’s not the IC, though. My bladder feels okay. I’ve been eating fine and drinking water. I wish I could drink Orange Juice but I can’t drink citrus. I can’t even take Vitamin C. I’ll go and have an apple and a banana, hopefully that will help.
I’m still pretty darn happy about Tatum’s 2 Qs. Though now I’m glad I didn’t enter yesterday or today, since it would have taken me that much longer to get over being sick. I am going to go and take another nap, even though it’s noon, it’s good to rest, right? Hrm. I guess I won’t be needing any karaoke machines this weekend, not in bed!
I was watching Bones the other day and Sweets was on the Treadmill, and Seeley comes up to him and says “Treadmills are for Mice.” Well maybe it was for rats. LOL. But anyway… I have to agree. I go by all the people in the gyms and I just can’t help thinking what a waste of time I think it is. No offense to anyone personally!
I just think that there are so many more productive things to do for exercise.. and they all include dogs! Maybe if I didn’t have dogs I would do some sort of aerobics in front of the TV or something. But that is just no fun for the dogs. They want to be out running and playing. So I’d rather take them for a run, or even just a walk, or a hike, or to the park, or anything that involves them. It seems so much more productive to me than running in place inside. Of course this time of year sucks to be outside though. But the dogs don’t care, they just love to get out no matter what. I just need a good pair of women’s rain boots to keep my feet dry while I’m out, and that would make the dogs happy too. 🙂
I’ve been thinking about stuff lately and some of it isn’t dog related, but I thought the concept was kinda dog related, so I’m posting about it!
First off I was figuring out a knitting patten. I like to knit, but this pattern was driving me nuts. It wasn’t straight forward or easy to follow, so I had to rewrite it so that I could understand it. And it took me about 20 rows (2 patterns worth) to be able to really figure it out consistently. Finally I have it down and it’s coming along. When I was complaining about it to my husband, he said, well isn’t that half the fun, figuring out the pattern? I said a stern NO!. I just wanted to do the knitting, I didn’t want to have to decipher a pattern.
At work I’m a programmer/Analyst. The Analyst part is tough for me. The programming isn’t so tough. Quite often I have to really analyze and understand how something works before I can just go ahead and program. My coworkers say… isn’t it fun to figure it out? I’m like… errr, No! I just want to do it!
And I related these same things to dogs. My friend has a Belgian Malinois puppy who will be a year old in February, and boy is she a handful. She’s one of those dogs you have to decipher and figure out before you can just train. Muffit is one of those kinds of dogs too, in my house. He’s so frantic, and he is not food motivated at all, that figuring him out would take a great deal of time and dedication, when really what I want to do is the knitting part… the training part!
So when I was looking for a breed, and found Jet, my Danish-Swedish Farmdog, what I was really looking for was a dog who came prepackaged as smart, sweet, calm, food motivated, toy motivated, and a love bug… and whom I could just train! Yay! That’s what I got! I got a dog I can just rain out of the box. Without all that preformatting part. 🙂
So I guess I don’t like the preparation as much as I like the doing. It’s also why I don’t want to shop around for cheap life insurance, or the best deal on clothes or food… I just want to do. Maybe it’s a sign of my lack of patience. I dunno… but I’m so glad I have Jet, who fits me so perfectly!