Whenever Rod gets a walk, I make sure to arm myself with treats for various reasons.
Sometimes he needs some motivation.
Sometimes he needs a distraction.
Sometimes he just looks so darn cute.
These cold Fall days result in a lot of treats going in my coat pocket.
After our morning walk, I went about my day.
Rod did the same.
Later when I came home, Rod started using his long schnoz to point at the closet.
He motioned at it violently and coupled it with whine/bark hybrid. I figured he was demanding attention, so I ignored him.
Since I still didn’t get it, he took matters into his own hands.
I reluctantly obliged.
He sniffed around and pointed confidently with that glorious nose.
Then it dawned on me:
I had left treats in my pocket and Rod could smell them!
You get a treat for being smarter than me.
Rod must think I’m pretty slow.
But he loves me anyway.