Dogs can drive, really.
That's pretty cool. The dogs did better than some of the humans I've taught to drive.
-Rich
Dogs can drive, really.
Dino's spots and coat remind me of Oreo, the dog we took to Leadville a few weeks ago.
Sorry to hear your mom is having medical issues, Tim. Karen's dad is back in the hospital as of Christmas Eve Day also. Sigh.
Thanks, Nate. Mom's 100, she drove until she was 95. It's been a good run and we should all be so lucky. It's been a steep decline recently though and now she's quit eating. It's just a matter of time.
They say that sometimes folks want to "go home" on Christmas. I think this was true in mom's case.
Give my best to Karen. Hope things go as well as possible considering the circumstances. It's never easy.
Are you referring to this?
Speaking of dogs, I just saw this on another forum I frequent:

Speaking of dogs, I just saw this on another forum I frequent:
I've had numerous trainers/vets/whatever tell me that dogs have very little long term memory. All I know is that come mid-June, my dog would run to the front door any time there was a noise. Dad would spend the summer with me to get out of the Phoenix heat and he was the dog's favorite toy. During the rest of the year, dog didn't care about the front door but seemed to know that his best friend would be arriving sometime in the summer.
Tell me that's not long-term memory.
Even better, "Why does my friend Beverly's dog react to her when she's a deaf mute and never says anything?"
It sure seems like it sometimes but its likely just a combination of habit and body language more than complete interpretation of the words/phrase.
My sister is a lifelong equestrienne, loves horses, always has, always will, but she's a realist. She refers to her horses as being "plum brains", because apparently that's how big their brains are. We have two guinea pigs, I would say that they're more responsive to their owners are than any horse ever has been.<SNIP>
I can't vouch for horses...I don't know horses.
I could only watch the first 30 seconds. 

Speaking of dogs, I just saw this on another forum I frequent:
Speaking of dogs, I just saw this on another forum I frequent:
I hesitate to post this because no one has ever believed it but I swear that my wife's parent's Saint Bernard had a rudimentary vocabulary. Since they were German, it was in German of course. Once when the two family cats were fighting I saw him look at them and bark out something that sounded very much like "Ruhe!". That is "Quiet!" in German. Also, he would go stand at the door and bark out something that sounded very much like "Raus!" (Out).
He had his own sofa with a folded blanket at one end. He would go lay on the sofa and then use his mouth to pull the blanket up over himself.
Speaking of dogs, I just saw this on another forum I frequent:
WTF was that!?!
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what did I just watch
I really hate to ask what the other forum is??I could only watch the first 30 seconds.
Maybe this is the explanation for the bunny with the pancake on it's head??![]()
Someone has waaaaaay too much time on their hands and really understands how to use editing software! Absolutely brilliant but absurd.
Somehow I don't want to know what that forum is.![]()



I love our dogs, but they are loyal to anyone with food. Kinda like voters.![]()
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The dog I was referring to in the movie 'Hachi: A dog's tale' was an Akita in Japan.
Incredible loyalty. People would take him home, offer food, anything, and he would run away and come back to the train station each day and wait.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachi:_A_Dog's_Tale
Another recent example:
http://news.sky.com/story/1187819/good-samaritan-dog-guards-dead-pal-in-web-hit
Ever wonder why dogs need to get themselves into just the right position to do their business? As it turns out, dogs align their body axis according to Earth's magnetic field when they squat to poop—a behavior that changes when the magnetic field is unstable. But why do they do it?
There's a video on the interweb somewhere (I looked but couldn't find it) of a guy who has a right-hand-drive car and a big dog, a Great Dane or Saint Bernard, or some such.
Going down the road he crouches down low in the driver's seat with the dog riding in the passenger seat. Of course, it looks like the dog is driving and everyone they pass takes a double...triple...take. It's pretty humorous.
On the "do dogs have feelings?" front.
About 10pm last night I got a call from my sister that mom may not make it through the night. Blood pressure through the roof, very rapid heartbeat, headache, shallow breathing, flushed, etc. The nursing home said "things are changing rapidly" and recommended that we call a priest and hospice.
So, of course, I hop out of bed, take a quick shower, and head to my hometown...about an hour up the road. Obviously, I was fairly upset when I left the house.
They gave her meds and by 1 AM she was resting comfortably and my sister and I went home. I got home about 2 AM.
Our dogs sleep in our bedroom: each has its own doggy bed. They sleep there whether we're both home or just one of us is. But not last night. Chris said the entire time I was gone all three of them sat in the kitchen staring at the door leading to the garage (the door I went out of). And, as far as she knew, they never laid down, every time she looked they were just sitting there staring at the door. And did so until I came home. When I came through the door they welcomed me back, jumped up (after being invited), licked my face, and we all went upstairs to bed.
And, fortunately, mom's her normal self this morning.