What’s most facinating to me is how my German Shepherd figures out how to communicate with me. She trained me that if she stands on the left side of my recliner and stares at me she wants to go out. This morning when I opened the door to let her in she stood behind a table instead of running in like normal. She was telling me me she wanted to stay outside. Sometimes I think she’s right on the verge of talking to me.
Yes, I agree.