The dog has a mind of her own. So do I, but it doesn’t seem to matter. Everytime I tried to grab the ‘blanket’ she would take off again.
She ‘talks’ to us. She’ll bring a leftover, over-chewed bone to us, plant it at the bottom of the container that she knows holds more, and then look at us as if to say…”Well how about a new one some time soon?”
If she’s thirsty she rattles her head around in the empty water bucket, looks at us with her head sideways, rattles the pail some more, etc. until we finally clue in. I wonder who’s the more intelligent species at times!
In this video, I’m not even sure what she’s getting at, but she was not interested in having a bed!