Sunday, October 03, 2004

Nothing much to report on the Mojo front. But I was thinking as we were in the park today, if each of his years is 7 of ours, does that mean that each day is about a week for him? What does that mean? Does that mean that the 1 minute he spends pooping is like 7 of our minutes pooping?

I guess that 7 year thing is more of a relative lifespan?

it's funny how Mojo behaves when he has to think hard. Yesterday I threw his duck behind one of our armchairs. The only way to get to it was to crawl under the armchair and around the back. He was, well, trying almost everything except that in a valiant attempt to extract the duck.

The armchair has a wood frame, so he could see the duck, but he couldn't get to it. He went around the left side, but it was sort of blocked off. He went around the right side, but he couldn't see the duck, so he didn't go all the way through. He tried going right under the chair, but he couldn't quite reach it.

Eventually, I pointed him around the right side, and after much barking off he went to get the duck.

Then I threw the duck over there again, just to see if he remembered how to get it. Yep, he did!

What's great is you can see his mind cranking away, trying to figure out stuff. I wish there was more stuff like that we could do, but retrieving seems to be the easiest way to tax his brain. Or, well, retrieving stuff from hard-to-reach places taxes his brain.

When we go to the park, I let go of his leash and let him drag it...if there's nobody around. It's a lot more comfy for both of us that way. He doesn't go far, maybe 20 feet max, and he always has come back so far. And if I need to get him, I can always turn around and run the other way :)

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