Talking dogs

Tales from the Backyard…You may have noticed that in my stories my dogs talk.  They don’t really; it’s just my literary license to interpret what it is they would be saying if they could speak.  But any dog owner knows that they do talk, maybe not in human speak, but through their mannerisms or whines or barks; dog speak.  For instance, I feed all my dogs out of one dish, Cady likes to eat late in the evening and sometimes the bowl is empty.  She will come to wherever I am and give low whine growl, telling me the dish is empty again.  Chip, when he needs to go out, or come in, will go to the door and scrap it with his paw, one time and wait.  When any of my dogs want to come back in the house they give one short bark.  I have to laugh at dog physiologists who say a dog can learn 270 words.  We speak sentences to our dogs as we did to our child.  We don’t say come or sit or stay or eat to our children, well, maybe when very frustrated we would say “EAT”!!!  I think our dogs probably may not know 270, but close to it, sentences.  If I am walking and the dogs are going in a wrong direction, I just say “this way guys” and they turn and come.  All dogs know how to communicate in dog language and all owners listen, except for Thai.  If my dogs as a group want to go out, they send Thai to me and he will put his feet in my lap and say  ”awooot”, and I respond by saying “okay”, it always brings a smile to my face, then he will run to find the nearest toy and race off to the back door, the other two already there.  I will open it and he will race to the porch screen door (we have one of those flimsy ones with magnets in it so they can go in and out at will) and if its daylight, scope the back yard for squirrels and if he tenses, I will give him the okay and off he goes, otherwise he will just sit on the top step and watch for hours.  Life is short and too fun not to enjoy it, this is all there is folks.  (Sorry Anne)