A study was just released that documented that the “fear of predators” is as important as the predator’s presecence itself. As humans hve removed the apex predators in many ecosystems, the behavior of the meso-predators has changed, allowing them to spend more time eating and sleeping and less time worrying about getting eaten. (See more at Seattle Times by clicking HERE.)
Why is this an important issue? It is important mostly so we can avoid this…
Mongo and Dad had just finished their respective bath and shower. It had been an exciting, and muddy day at the dog park (Click HERE to read about the Wild Weather at the dog park.) Mongo was exhausted. Dad was trundling down the stairs to the washing machine with an arm load of wet towels, when he glimpsed something from the corner of his eye. He stopped for a better look and then bellowed up to Mongo.
“I spent two hours washing those walls!”
Dad came home to find a very guilty looking Mongo.
“Hi Buddy. What badness did you do today?” asked Dad cheerfully. Mongo was holding Puppy in his mouth, so the response was garbled. However, Mongo was acting very guilty, so Dad just followed him as he slunk out of the kitchen and into the living room.
There in the living room, right in the middle of the persian rug, was a pile of open bottles and shakers. These things had all been in a cabinet. Dad wondered if Mr. M had figured out how to open cabinet doors. If so, Dad had a lot of childproof locks to install. Or Drewbie could have left the cabinet open. That might be a more plausible explanation. Dad would have to ask him when Drewbie woke up.
At that moment, Mongo sidled up to a cardboard box on the floor in the kitchen. Mom-mom had been cleaning out a cabinet and had put several expired items from the cabinet into a box for disposal. Mongo had gone shopping in the box.
Dad had completed his Great Backyard Bird Count survey on-line, and was now getting ready for a nice walk through Lincoln Park with Mongo. The sky was a beautiful cobalt blue, and everywhere Dad looked seemed to be a picture perfect view. On the drive over to Mom-mom’s house, he caught a glimpse of the Sound and was so struck by the image, he immediately detoured to take a picture. Read More…
There are studies that say that dogs can develop reasoning powers on a par with a human toddler. And retrievers, i.e. Mongo, are near the head of the class. Animal psychologists say dogs like Mongo can understand up to 250 words and gestures. Mongo knows quite a few words, and some of his favorites are: FOOD, NOM, EAT, PUPPY, PAPER, and PARK. He has learned fairly complex behaviors such as getting the paper, finding and retrieving birds, and bringing Kimi’s slippers outside.
However, animal psychologists warn about the dangers of anthropomorphizing animal behavior. The way humans interpret animal behavior may be completely different from the way the animal is using the behavior. For example, animal behaviorists say that a dog does not feel guilt like humans. They posit that when humans say, “What did you do?” in a threatening voice and the subject dog cowers and crawls on its belly, the dog’s display of submissive behavior is simply a learned response to “What did you do?”
In other aspects of behavior, Mongo certainly mimics human behavior. In particular, he mimics toddler behavior pretty well. He routinely digs in his toy box to find a particular favorite, while flinging everything else on the floor. And he never picks them back up. That certainly sounds like toddler behavior.
There was also the time Mom-mom made a barbequed chicken to take on a picnic. Drewbie and Dad were loading up the car when Mom-mom stuck her head out to ask, “Did you two load up the chicken already?” Drewbie and Dad turned to each other with puzzled looks, and then turned back to here and answered in unison, “No.”
“Well, it was right here on the table, and now I can find it, and somebody must have moved it because it didn’t just get up and fly away.” Dad and Drewbie shrugged their shoulders, turned back to the car and continued loading.
A few minutes later, Mom-mom appeared at the back door laughing so hard she could hardly speak. “I found it!”, she exclaimed between peals of laughter. “He took it off the table and hid it in his toy box!” This is the one example of him ever putting something in the toy box. It can only be surmised that this most valuable of prizes was worthy of being placed in his safest place.
Another example of intelligent behavior is at the end of the day. Since Drewbie moved out, Mongo has a queen sized bed all to himself. But dogs are social animals and sometimes having a bed to yourself is not a desired situation. Mongo knows he’s not allowed in Dad’s bed and never jumps up on it, at least not while Dad is watching. And at the end of the day, Dad closes the door to his bedroom to keep Mongo out, so that Mongo can’t wake Dad up at 3:30 a.m. for early breakfast. This is an example of learned behavior on Dad’s part.
Typically, Mongo is already on his bed by the time Dad closes the bedroom door. However, on certain rare evenings, the routine changes. Mongo flops down on the floor in Dad’s room and refuses to leave. This typically occurs on unique evenings, like the first night after Drewbie goes back on the road, or if there is particularly loud storm outside.
Last week, there was a very loud storm outside with winds up to 50 mph. Mongo planted himself on the floor in Dad’s room. Dad came out of the bathroom and saw him flat on the floor. “What is it Buddy?” Dad asked. Mongo did not move. “Do you want me to follow you?” Mongo looked at the doorway. “OK, I’ll come with you then.” Dad moved to the doorway and Mongo sprung up from the floor. It is on these rare nights that Mongo does not turn left and race down the stairs to the “cookie box” (actually his pet box, where he often receives treats) for one more EAT. Instead, he darted towards Drewbie’s room, stopped at the door, and looked back at Dad. Dad followed him. Then Mongo jumped on the bed, turned and looked back at Dad again.
“I’m right behind you Buddy.” Dad sat on the bed, and asked Mongo, “Is the storm making you nervous? Do you need someone to lay down with you for a minute?” Mongo flopped on the bed. Dad laid down next to him and scratched Mongo’s ears for a little while until Mongo rolled on his back and began to snore. Then Dad went back to his own room.
Whatever the canine reasoning behind this particular behavior, it certainly calls to mind having to tuck in a nervous toddler on a loud stormy night.
Mongo and Dad went hunting Sunday. It was the last hunt of the season. The wind was blowing very strongly out of the North. It blew all the scent away from the birds and made them very hard to find. Mongo was very persistent though. It was so difficult to find birds, hHe even tried to retrieve the duck decoys from the center of the pond. He was so focused on the decoys, he missed the live ducks over by the edge even as they flew away. Or maybe he ignored the live ones on purpose and his trying the grab the ones in the center was all false bravado. We all know live ducks can be very scary.
It was a long day no matter what. He loped all over the field three times, and by the end of the hunt he was exhausted. He slept most of the way home in the truck, and when he arrived, plopped unceremoniously onto the floor, and took another big nap.