“Here’s some guy named Stanley Coren,” Bernie said, “claims dogs are as smart as two-year-old children.”
I paused by the water bowl. Was that good or bad?
“He’s designed all these tests. The newer breeds tend to be the smartest. Border collies, poodles and German shepherds are supposedly at the top. You’ve got at least two of those, don’t you, big guy?”
Fine with me, if Bernie said so, but for no particular reason I had this sudden desire to track down Stanley Coren and grab him by the pant leg. I lapped up some water instead. Fresh and cool, just the way I like it. I felt better.
Tomorrow: Who’s that knocking?
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