Thread: The smartest dog in the world!

Hey James, thats neat about the rabbits! Rusty hasn't quite got the hang of rabbits yet but his tactic for the ground squirrels is interesting! He'll peak around the corner of our house towards the goat and chicken pen, where the squirrels like to hang out, then he will creep slowly toward them, then suddenly he's off like a shot causing every single ground squirrel to run for cover! he runs around the pen and starts coming back towards the house. At this time the ground squirrels start coming out of hiding, and just as they are settling back in Rusty will make a sudden u-turn, catch them pesky critters by surprise and have ground squirrel for dinner!
If you think this is something, when I was a boy we had a dog named Otto Von Averystein that was part huskey and part wolf. I guess this dog didn't like sweating much when he was asserting his dominance in his neighborhood because when a dog would challenge him he would crouch down and show submissiveness to the challenger. The other dog would trot towards Otto as if to say I came, I saw, I conquered! And when the dog got close enough Otto would grip the underside of the dogs neck and flip it over, and that was all she wrote! I never saw a dog that ever bested Otto but I suspect rusty could've come damned close!

Hey all I had a dog that used to chase squirrels, and one time the squirrel out smarted her and she ended up taking a piece of angle iron in the shoulder. That put her out of commission for about 2 months, well as it seems that 2 nonths she thought of nothinng but safe revenge. I say this because as soon as she was healed upI observed her sitting at the base of one of the trees in the back yard stone silent while a squirrel was mocking her. Chattering away at the top of it's lungs. Lucky stayed still never even blinked. The squirrel couldn't accept this so it moved in closer to investigate. Lucky stayed still. She was about an inch from the trunk of the tree and the squirrel was about 8 feet away up the trunk. This went on for at least 20 minutes, and Lucky stayed still while the squirrel got closer and closer. Finally the squirrel was right in front of Lucky, at that split second, lucky grabbed the squirrel ran out in the yard and threw the squirrel up in the air. The squirrel flew up about 20 feet and Lucky watched as it fell, hitting the ground she then repeated the action until the squirrel didn't move anymore. Then she proundly brought the un marred carcus to the back door as a gift.

Mt current dog Milo on the other hand (he's a beagle) just tracks them he doesn't care that they are there he just follows their trails in tha back yard. He also sleeps through big foot encounters while camping. I call a big foot encounter when a critter messes with the tent or campsite in the middle of the night but there is no trace of any kind of track around where it was heard or felt. Last summer I had something walk along the edge of my wall tent and get tangled in the guy lines, pulling one 12 inch stake out and propelling it 30 feet away. It left no tracks, and Milo slept right through it. I think it's time to get a gard dog instead of a tracking dog.

Jimbo,My Jack Russell Terriorist(Jake)talks to me too,usually when he wants to go hunting.If I pick up a gun,(rifle ,or pistol) he goes a little crazy cause he thinks were going out to shoot some jack rabbits.Dogs are some of my favorite people.Best regards Gary

Ok I'm in.

Heres the worlds smartest dog.

My wifes dog Kaiser.

We were haveing and early snowball fight during the first good snowfall of the year. It was a nice fun romantic little moment for me and my wife until, she loses her engagement ring. Now imagine her distress, and the houres of time we spent in the yard combing through the snow for days trying to find it. Finally about a week later I'm allowed to sleep in the house again (istarted the snowball fight) and sort of forgiven. She still misses the ring but as time passes she gets used to going without it (but doesn't let me forget).

Fast forward from November to May.

Kaiser is out in the yard to do his business during a heavy spring rainstorm.

My wife goes to call him in only to see him lying in a mud puddle in the yard. She calls, he doesn't come. She calls again he looks at her. She shouts swears threatens violence and he just won't move. Finally she gets dressed, and stomps out to grab him by the collar. He will not budge. Even after being dragged to the house he slips his collar and goes back to the spot he was lying. I was then drafted to help carry the dog into the house by my now soaking seriously dangerous wife.

As I am approaching our soon to be decesed dog I see a glint of gold between his paws there half burried in the mud. Sure enough he found her ring. Somehow he knew that it was hers and was willing to put up with a ton of abuse to see that she found it. We still don't know how after six months he could have accomplished any of this.

Some pretty impressive dogs there. I bow to them all.

I've already got a thread to my Basil so I won't wear you out with anymore about him.

Thats a great story Tim!

My dog eats, sleeps, and poops.
Does that count for anything?

Originally Posted by billyjeff2

My dog eats, sleeps, and poops.
Does that count for anything?

If he's clever enough to get you to feed him and clean up after him, then yeah, it counts!

Originally Posted by Wildtim

Ok I'm in.

Heres the worlds smartest dog.

My wifes dog Kaiser.

We were haveing and early snowball fight during the first good snowfall of the year. It was a nice fun romantic little moment for me and my wife until, she loses her engagement ring. Now imagine her distress, and the houres of time we spent in the yard combing through the snow for days trying to find it. Finally about a week later I'm allowed to sleep in the house again (istarted the snowball fight) and sort of forgiven. She still misses the ring but as time passes she gets used to going without it (but doesn't let me forget).

Fast forward from November to May.

Kaiser is out in the yard to do his business during a heavy spring rainstorm.

My wife goes to call him in only to see him lying in a mud puddle in the yard. She calls, he doesn't come. She calls again he looks at her. She shouts swears threatens violence and he just won't move. Finally she gets dressed, and stomps out to grab him by the collar. He will not budge. Even after being dragged to the house he slips his collar and goes back to the spot he was lying. I was then drafted to help carry the dog into the house by my now soaking seriously dangerous wife.

As I am approaching our soon to be decesed dog I see a glint of gold between his paws there half burried in the mud. Sure enough he found her ring. Somehow he knew that it was hers and was willing to put up with a ton of abuse to see that she found it. We still don't know how after six months he could have accomplished any of this.

So does he get your spot in the bed now?Sorry couldn't help myself. That was just too tempting, great dog story though.

Originally Posted by JMS

Thats a great story Tim!

I liked yours too, its amazing what a dog will do for a fresh meal.

Originally Posted by kbs_74

So does he get your spot in the bed now?Sorry couldn't help myself. That was just too tempting, great dog story though.

He does get my spot on the bed, any and every time I'm not using it. Hes even borrowed my pillow a couple of times. At least he's respectful enough to move when I walk in the room.