by Kurt
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I used to have a rotty that was the smartest dog I've ever known. When he'd get on my nerves I'd put on the movie Turner and Hooch and he's sit and watch the entire movie.

Then one day I had him in the truck and we went by a horse drawn carriage. He was very people and pet friendly, but was very aggressive with large animals and "went off" on the horses...I never saw his as mad, ever.

Now here's the "stupid" part...Every time after that whenever he'd see a horse on TV, he'd try to attack the TV set. Actually, if the horses were running towards us, he'd attack the TV. If the horses were running away, he'd run into the other room and try to chase them, and not finding any, he'd run back into the room and check out the TV again.

It was so bad I had to give up watching westerns...He just didn't like horses, even on TV. (Or elephants, but that's another story.)
  • Profile picture of the author Roaddog
    I had two dogs one time that I kind of rescued, if you will...
    from these druggies down the street. There was a whole litter, but I could only take two unfortunately. They were tiny pups when I got them, living under a bus in this backyard. Half Shep half Doberman...looked like mutts.

    One I named Elvis and the other one Bear.

    Elvis had to be thee smartest dog I ever had, and I've had a few.
    While Bear was very sweet, but incredibly slow on the uptake.

    It was like, Of Mice and Men. Elvis was the definitive schemer and Bear was, Duh... oookaay... Elvis.

    Elvis would do things like turn on hose bibs (taps) outside.

    I thought it was a coincidence at first, came home it was running....oh ok they must have bumped it, next day same thing....third day I caught him drinking out of it and took the handle off.

    I even saw him (in front of me) jump up and either turn the handle on a door or it might have been open enough to pull open, either way he opened it like a human.

    Open the fridge and on and on...

    There are actually too many to go into here.

    But Elvis' best scheme was "busting outta this joint".
    No matter what I did,
    he would manage to get out of that back yard....with Bear in tow...(wait uuuppp Elvis)....to go down to the local 7 11 and sit in front and beg for treats. He must have pulled this about 16 times...everytime I would find how he got out, Elvis would figure another angle out of there.
    To this day I haven't been able to figure some of them.

    He definitely kept my life interesting.

    The striking difference between these two from the same litter was amazing. The reference to George and Lenny from Of Mice and Men was so evident it used to make me laugh.

    I had to find them a home when I got divorced unfortunately,

    but I know that somewhere out there,

    Elvis is trying to grow a thumb.



    Jim
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    • Profile picture of the author oliviasmith
      Originally Posted by Roaddog View Post

      I had two dogs one time that I kind of rescued, if you will...
      from these druggies down the street. There was a whole litter, but I could only take two unfortunately. They were tiny pups when I got them, living under a bus in this backyard. Half Shep half Doberman...looked like mutts.

      One I named Elvis and the other one Bear.

      Elvis had to be thee smartest dog I ever had, and I've had a few.
      While Bear was very sweet, but incredibly slow on the uptake.

      It was like, Of Mice and Men. Elvis was the definitive schemer and Bear was, Duh... oookaay... Elvis.

      Elvis would do things like turn on hose bibs (taps) outside.

      I thought it was a coincidence at first, came home it was running....oh ok they must have bumped it, next day same thing....third day I caught him drinking out of it and took the handle off.

      I even saw him (in front of me) jump up and either turn the handle on a door or it might have been open enough to pull open, either way he opened it like a human.

      Open the fridge and on and on...

      There are actually too many to go into here.

      But Elvis' best scheme was "busting outta this joint".
      No matter what I did,
      he would manage to get out of that back yard....with Bear in tow...(wait uuuppp Elvis)....to go down to the local 7 11 and sit in front and beg for treats. He must have pulled this about 16 times...everytime I would find how he got out, Elvis would figure another angle out of there.
      To this day I haven't been able to figure some of them.

      He definitely kept my life interesting.

      The striking difference between these two from the same litter was amazing. The reference to George and Lenny from Of Mice and Men was so evident it used to make me laugh.

      I had to find them a home when I got divorced unfortunately,

      but I know that somewhere out there,

      Elvis is trying to grow a thumb.



      Jim
      Well my prayers are with you. Hope you meet Elvis again.
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