Thursday, December 10, 2015
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Active Salivation
Treats. I love TREATS. Every night, when we go to bed, we get a bedtime snack. As soon as the gate closes, the active salivation starts. Don't you know what active salivation is? OOOOOHHHHHH, that's right, you're HUMAN...you heard all about that Pavlov guy and his work with bells. Ring a bell, give a dog a treat. After awhile, when you ring the bell, the dog begins to DROOL....it's called Classical Conditioning. If Pavlov could come up with something like Conditioning Conditioning, he wouldn't use a term as gauche as DROOL, and he didn't he called it psychic secretion. The general population used the word DROOL. As an intelligent border collie, I don't like that term, either. We're smart - we understand what is coming - so we actively begin to secrete digestive juices. I.E. - saliva. Therefore, I DO NOT DROOL, I actively salivate when I expect food. Get it?
Monday, April 27, 2015
Lower Allen Park
Another nice spring day, another excursion. This time found us at Lower Allen Park. We parked near something called a dog park, but we didn't go there. We went for a walk on the nature trail and then all around the perimeter of a park - we even took time to strike a pose.
The park is VERY clearly marked that we had to be on a leash, but we met AT LEAST 5 dogs that were out and about with their human but with no leash. One human was even leaning on the sign that said the dog must be on a leash....it's a good thing he didn't own a border collie....we're smart, we would have put a leash on him after we read the sign.
The park is VERY clearly marked that we had to be on a leash, but we met AT LEAST 5 dogs that were out and about with their human but with no leash. One human was even leaning on the sign that said the dog must be on a leash....it's a good thing he didn't own a border collie....we're smart, we would have put a leash on him after we read the sign.
Saturday, April 25, 2015
What Do You MEAN it's isn't food?
I was just trying to help Mom. She tells me I cannot chase my big brother. HE'S A CAT - why CAN'T I chase him.....but I digress. SO, when Izzy got sick near the back door, I thought I would clean it up for her. Mom actually told me to stop! How could she? Didn't she know how wonderful it would be for me and how helpful it would be for her? But NO - while she was cleaning, she is going on and on about how Puddy Puke (Yes, she actually said Puddy Puke- can you believe it!!!!). Any how, she said Puddy Puke is NOT an appetizer, dessert, snack, meal, side dish, aperitif or diet aid of any kind. I tried to show her the page in the doggy handbook that says otherwise...but she didn't want to hear it. This is what a girl gets for trying to help. Now, to get her vocabulary to the level of a border collie...
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