I was reading a joke about Pavlov and his dog. The dog, trained to salivate when a bell rings, tells another dog to watch Pavlov when he rings the bell. "That guy will smile and write on his notepad when I start to drool."
I wonder about this when watching my dog whenever I start up the ice machine in the fridge door. When she hears the noise she is like at cat with a can opener. She will come from wherever she is to wait for her piece of ice. At first I think she liked the ice, but that has changed. Now it is part of her duty to come get the ice. She will schlep across the room to get the ice. I imagine her thinking, "Damn, the fool always gets too much ice and I have to eat it. I love him and will go take care of this fool's mistake."
I love that pup.
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