Ok, so I’ve been a very bad girl, and I apologize. I haven’t blogged for a month – and I”m not sure how that happened. I think of things to blog about. I do! But the next thing I know it’s a week later and it still hasn’t been written. Well phooey. It’s probably because I lead such a dull life it’s hard to get excited over basic blogs about my life and living. But last nite I realized there’s something in my writing that everyone has commented about, so maybe I should talk about that – Canine behavior! So I’m staring a little series about canine behavior, how I learned it, examples, and other fun stuff. Alot of the scenarios I show here have been rewritten into more aggressive and exciting paranormal shifter scenes, so that should be fun for my regular readers. Others like today’s, is just a simple observation of canine behavior which flies in the face of the supposed “Science” of canine behavior, and makes me laugh.
See, scientists believe that canines are pure creatures of instinct. They don’t love. They don’t enjoy life so much as they live it. They exist only to continue their species. I’m here to tell you – they are wrong. Today’s little story will show you that. Feel free to tell me if this behavior is a conditioned behavior (ie., we taught the dog to do it thru repetition and praise or positive response), an instinctive behavior (ie, the continuation of their species behavior) or something else – like an active feeling and intelligent brain.
So, last nite I was lying in bed next to my youngest dog (young is a matter of perspective here, as this dog is 9 years old. He’s just younger than the almost 15 yr old). He’s snuggling with me, but is too far for me to do the ultimate sin, which is plant a kiss on the bridge of his nose (muzzle for you canine gurus). So, I did what any good dog lover would do, I pretended to kiss him, loudly smacking my blown kiss so he’d notice it. I did it three times.
He blew a kiss back.
No, really, he did. His little tongue poked out and he gave an imaginary kiss! How long he’s been doing this is beyond me, cuz I’m sure I’ve always took it to be coincidental, he licked his lips. But no, I did this three more times. He did it again. I went downstairs and showed hubby, and every time I blew a noisy kiss, I got the same response. A sweet, delicate, imaginary kiss from Ace.
I don’t what you think, but I can honestly say I have NEVER praised him for this behavior until last nite. By the 100% response he gives, I seriously doubt it’s something he just started last nite. His smile is not even 100% and I’ve been working on that for years with no change. He still only smiles upon greeting, though because I like it, he tends to do that more, but I can’t initiate it like I do the blown kisses.
So what do you think? Conditioning? Instinct? Or Cognitive function here?