On my property, I have a couple of security cameras. We are working on the placement, and one of them imperfectly views the porch.
Rack, the McNab SuperDog (TM) that I have shared the last 13 and a bit years with at 14 years old is getting a bit deaf.
The other morning before dawn, we got to the house and on the porch, I leaned over and said into his ear "Show me what you want, do you want to go in, or go for a walk?".
He looked at the door, then me, then smiled and took me out for another mile walk.
Good boy. If you could see it clearly on the cameras, I'd put it here. Got to work on that, don't we?
Just because you can teach a good dog just about anything, it doesn't mean it's a good idea.
There's a traveling salesman who loves to play poker. Every town he visits, he tries to find a game.
One night he's led to the back of a saloon, and seated among the locals is a German Shepherd. The salesman is surprised to see a dog at a poker table, but the dog appears to be very well behaved, so the guy sits down to play.
Well, after a couple of hours the salesman and the dog are in a showdown. The salesman raises, the dog raises back, the salesman raises again, and the dog calls.
The salesman shows his hand: three queens.
The dog turns over his hand: a flush.
The salesman is so impressed, he isn't even mad that he lost the hand.
"You know," he says to the one of the locals, "Not only can that dog play, but he's really pretty good."
"I guess he plays okay," says the local, "but we usually beat him."
"Is that right?" says the salesman.
"Yeah," says the local. "Whenever he has a good hand, he wags his tail."

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