Tenacious Memory
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I don't know who came up with the idea that dogs don't have a memory, but whomever it was never owned a dog or at least not a bright one. Otava has a mental catalogue of each and every tasty bit of puke, poop, discarded hesburger wrappers, sticks, dead birds, etc. within a 1km radius. I even think that sometimes he plots our walks and consciously takes me to these spots so that he can make one more attempt at eating whatever it is that I've kept him from. I have a hard time remembering what day it is or what I ate for lunch so his memory seems to be far more tenacious than mine. We are also pretty convinced that he actually watches TV when he's up on the couch next to me since his eyes appear to follow the motion and he perks up if a dog barks on the screen. Any day now he's going to be watching porn and ordering take-away while we're at work. :)
permalink Ω 26 February 2005, Helsinki






