Too Smart for My Own Good

As I’ve mentioned here before, I’ve been taking Guinevere to dog classes on Monday nights for a few months. While the training is a nice benefit, the main reason I take her is for her “social anxiety”.  She is afraid of everything and because of that she acts aggressively because she thinks she needs to protect herself from all that everything!  She’s doing fairly well and I think we’ll keep going even though she would prefer not to.

Because of this fear, I tend to think of her as not too bright, but I learned a long time ago that she can tell time. YA works mostly nights, usually getting home between 8:30 and 9 p.m.  Guinevere knows when that time frame rolls around and she reacts to every noise she hears that might possibly be YA’s car coming home.  And take a look at those ears; they hear A LOT.  The earlier part of the evening, she is calm but beginning at 8:30, she’s on alert.

I learned Monday night that she also knows the night of the week. I got home from work at the regular time, had a bit of dinner, fed them – all the usual stuff.  Then I headed upstairs to watch TV for a bit since we don’t have to leave for class until 6:30 or so.  Suddenly at about 6:15, Guinevere started to cry and whine.  She was on the bed with me, so she hadn’t hurt herself, she just started to fuss.  She kept it up until I put the leash on her and put her in the car, where she was quiet right up until we turned into the parking lot of the dog school.  Then she started to cry again – a pitiful cry that makes it sound like I’m sticking her with a hot poker.

Guess I’ll have to revise my thoughts on how smart she is. Now that she knows the nights of the week and how to tell time, it’s probably only a matter of time before she can spell!

Have you had any pets too smart for your own good? 

23 thoughts on “Too Smart for My Own Good”

  1. Our grey cat, Luna, can tell time and knows the days of the week. She adores Husband. He leaves for the rez on Tuesday. He returns home on Thursday night. She is pretty calm on Tuesday and Wednesday. On Thursday evening she starts crying at me and sits in Husbands usual chair in the living room. As it gets closer to his usual time of arrival she peers out the living room windows and meows.

    We had two Welsh Terriers. They were both too smart for our own good. I will have more to say later about them later.

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    1. She will be distressed this Thursday as Husband is staying up until Friday to get some more things done before we go to New York.


  2. Our terriers were schemers. If we tried to keep them from doing things or restrict their access to certain areas of the house, they would find alternative routes to the forbidden areas, or find other ways of doing the things we didn’t want them to do.

    Both were door darters. One knew exactly where she had to be in relation to the front storm door to dart out, taking into consideration and adjusting for her distance from the door, the speed needed, and the usual amount of time it took the door closing thingy to close the door automatically after one of us went out. I guess that is math and physics.

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  3. In contrast, our goofy tortoiseshell cat is pawing frantically just now at a large mirror in the living room. She thinks the mirror is a glass door and she wants me to open it and let her into the room on the other side of the mirror.

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  4. Our newest dog, Bailey, I’ve been calling “The dog of a thousand mysteries” because I never know what she’ll do next. She’s young; just over a year, and still will suddenly find something odd to chew on. Shredded a hose this summer, Chewed on Kelly car bumper! One day I found a mop out in the yard and she had been chewing on the handle. I didn’t even know we had a mop. Don’t know where she found it. Especially outside.
    She’s got a heated mat in the garage, but of course she sleeps on a old pillow. Put the pillow on the mat, she drags it out into the middle of the garage. Now she’s taken to sleeping on a pile of plastic. Whatever Dog.
    I know she’s bored outside by herself when we’re not home and the other dogs are in the house. She’s half blue healer; needs something to herd and the chickens are not good at that.

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    1. Many dogs need a job, and if they aren’t given one they will invent one. They might start herding tennis balls from place to place or defending the home against the UPS driver. If you give such a dog a job, you create a happy animal that doesn’t keep getting into trouble.

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      1. This is why, when we get our next terrier, that I will be retired and home most of the time so I can train the dog and make sure it doesn’t get bored. Bored terriers make their own fun, and that can be dangerous.

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      2. She is the only dog I’ve seen actually bury things. Give her a treat, she’ll run out and bury it.
        She LOVES riding in the tractor with me. I put her in the cab once as a puppy and she never forgot that. Soon as I go outside she’s waiting at the tractor door. Two steps / jumps up and she’s in. Usually before I even get in she’s in there.
        Last week, while jumping down, she got a rear paw caught in the grating of the step. You can picture her hanging there by one paw. Course she’s yelping; I can’t get out because she’s in my way and 2′ below me. I was making my way around her when she got out; limped for a few minutes, I gave her lots of attention. She was right back in the cab. But this time, she jumps all the way out from the cab, skipping the steps. About a 4′ jump. If she’s still riding when older I’ll have to make some covers for the steps.

        Yesterday I went out to do my chicken chores. Usually Bailey is right there with me. But this time she was down at the edge of a field. She looked right at me; she knew I was there. And she walked along the field and every 10′ would dig a little hole, sniff, and move along. Then she trotted across the field to the other edge, found a spot and dug a good hole there, filled it back in with her nose and THEN came up to see what I was doing.
        It was very interesting!

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        1. Our first terrier tried to bury bones and treats in the potted plants on the deck. It didn’t help the begonias very much. It was a pretty smart thing for the dog to do, though, since the dirt was nice and soft,

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  5. Our Tortie has trouble judging distances when she leaps on and off of things, and often crashes due to miscalculation. She also hasn’t learned that no matter how many times she crashes against the windows, she will never catch the leaves or snowflakes outside.

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  6. Convicts sometimes astonish their jailers by making escapes that seem impossible at first. Being incarcerated simplifies life, leaving the jailed person oodles of time to observe patterns and reflect on ways to escape.

    Our pets are a little like prisoners. Their owners absolutely dominate their lives but give only occasional notice to the deepest wishes of their pets. So they observe. They seek patterns that have implications for their own interests. They become little scholars about us and how we behave, for now and then they can use that knowledge to get something they want.

    I once was free to go bird hunting whenever I had a few free hours, and there was no predicting when that would be. Brandy, my springer, started each day with wild hopes for the day. On days when we would be hunting she was always waiting alertly at the door for me. How did she know? I began experimenting, eliminating clues that could tip her off. But she always knew. I finally succeeded in fooling her, but to do so I had to eliminate every possible clue and stomp around barefoot with my coffee mug, listening to TLGMS and grumbling about another damn day at the office.

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  7. I’ve only had cats, but have always been amazed by the accuracy of a leap from the floor to… whatever – counter, top of the fridge, dresser… Not one wasted inch, they make it look like magic.

    I also thought it was plenty smart when I would open the door in the middle of a snowstorm for a cat who thought s/he wanted out. They took only a split second to see THAT was not going to happen. Smarter than I, who of course tried to go out in the stuff..

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    1. Our Martha is an incredibly good jumper, and really smart. When she was smaller, just a big kitten, really, she would jump from the floor to the desk high portion of an old cabinet in our dining room. From there she’d leap to the top of the cabinet, about seven feet above the floor. From there she’d launch herself across three feet of open space to land on a two inch wide ledge over the doorway. Linda happened to be visiting one afternoon when Martha did this, so she can attest to the physical feat this maneuver is. Martha did this numerous times, apparently just enjoying the challenge of it.

      She has perfected pestering me every four hours or so, to be fed. We feed her only small portions because she scarfs down her food too fast, and pukes within a few minutes as a result. She’ll inevitably pester me right before Jeopardy! starts; she knows that once that happens I won’t budge for half an hour.

      We’ve had several dogs that understood the word “walk,” and would get all exited if one of us would ask the other if we wanted to take one. We took to spelling it out, as in “do you want to take the d.o.g. for a w.a.l.k?” It usually didn’t take them long to figure the cadence of that out, too.

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      1. I wish my Isabel had Martha’s agility. Isabel will attempt a jump onto a table with only her front paws actually hitting the target, and back paws peddling in midair. This generally results in her landing on the floor with a graceless thump.

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