I have an adorable Bichon Frisé that can be a real pain in the a**. I work at home and when I go to the kitchen for a snack, she follows me (thought: he's going to eat, maybe I can, too). I offer her a doggy treat and instead of just taking it, she smells the treat and then smells my hand (thought: before I decide, let's see what he's eating first, maybe it's better). If she thinks mine is better she refuses the treat and looks at me (thought: you're holding out on me). Sometimes what she wants is a different kind of doggy treat. In that case, she looks at the shelf (thought: what I want's up there).

We go out for a walk three times a day, morning, afternoon and evening. If it's raining, she won't go even if I'm waiting with the leash and call her. She just looks at me (thought: he's got to be nuts).

No, the article doesn't surprise me one bit.