Our pets get to know our routines. They know when it’s time to eat, go for a walk, go to bed, or enjoy playtime.
Every night my husband and I laugh over the same thing. If we are sitting on the couch, watching a television program, our dog, Riley, is curled up in between us. When my husband turns off the sound on the television, Riley lifts his head and is on what we call “high alert.” When the television is turned off, there is a clicking sound. The second Riley hears that click, and not one second before, he is up like lightening, jumps down from the couch, heads over to get a drink of water, then walks into the bedroom to go to bed. He does that every night. Without fail. And every night, without fail, we laugh about it.
I can understand that. That’s very routine.
But what I find really even more interesting is how Riley knows when leaving the house is either a “good thing” or a “bad thing.”
If I have his leash in my hand, of course, he knows it’s a good thing; and he runs to the door to wait for me.
But if I say, “Bye, Riley, be a good boy,” he knows he’s not going anywhere. He doesn’t even bother getting up from where he is.
And if I do not have a leash in my hand, open the front door, and say, “Come on, Riley,”… if the “walk” word was not included in that sentence anywhere, he knows it is not going to be good. He sits and stares at me and doesn’t move at all.
That happened yesterday. I think he knows that scenario only can mean two things… He is going to be boarded, or he is going to the veterinarian’s office. Yesterday it was the vet’s office. He has a little growth on his leg that he has been biting and licking. Antibiotics and Bitter Apple spray (to keep him from licking) and he will be as good as new soon.
The clinical room we were in yesterday, at the vet’s office, has two doors in it. The patient enters from one door, and the doctor enters from another. What I want to know now, is how he knows which door is which? And he thinks the door will open – to go OUT – if he stares at that handle long enough.