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My neighbor owned a big bulldog for many years before the owner died. He was buried only a quarter mile from his home. As I passed the gravesite everyday, for several days after the funeral, I could see the bulldog lying on his master's freshly covered grave with his head always down, as if in mourning. A family member finally came and got the dog and took him to their home.

There is much we do not know about the bond between a dog and his master.

SRH

My neighbor owned a big bulldog for many years before the owner died. He was buried only a quarter mile from his home. As I passed the gravesite everyday, for several days after the funeral, I could see the bulldog lying on his master's freshly covered grave with his head always down, as if in mourning. A family member finally came and got the dog and took him to their home.

There is much we do not know about the bond between a dog and his master.

SRH

My old Brittney could tell by what clothes I was wearing... Hunter orange and he'd run over and jump in the bed of the truck. Camo and he would pout like a three year old cause he knew I was bowhunting. Come out in Biboveralls (My plumber uniform) and he barely lifted his head.

They say some breeds of dogs carry the IQ abilities of a 4-5 year old child. I know some very bright 5 year old kids and have had the pleasure of owning a couple of dogs that were impressive too.

A very interesting subject.
I have a yellow labrador who actually has bonded with me more than my other dogs appear to have done.
My Wife says that I favour Purdey more than the others, I don't think I do.
But here is the odd thing, I come home at various times during the day either in my own car, or I have a lift off someone else, or I walk home from somewhere. No matter what time I arrive the labrador , Purdey, becomes excited and expectant !
Sometimes my wife takes the dogs for an exercise walk without me, when I arrive home and find them gone I will often go to the woods where they will be, if I do, the dogs will turn back and come and find me ?

When I was younger and my son was in grade school through college we hunted every year in Rockbridge Co. Va.for 7days. over Thanksgiving week. One to two hours before my arrival back home on the seventh day my dog would demand to go outside and she would lay on the bank in font of our house and not move for any reason until I dove past and she would meet me as soon as I opened the door on my pickup.She did this for 5/6 yrs. until she passed on to dog heaven. Pligrim

I often wonder at them being able to tell time, so to speak. Maybe the sun means something to them in that regard. I used to take out the dogs at work, they would be sitting, waiting, at 3;30pm, I got off at 4. My lab seems to know that it's close to 11;00am, time to go. He watches for me to log off the computer. Taking a shotgun out of the safe, is a definite interest raiser. One dog I had used to go goofy, turning onto a road we hunted grouse on, it was 100mi from home, but he knew that corner, and a couple of other spots. Might be the first time in a year, but, he knew it.

Talk about dog going goofie when you turn of off the road to go hunting.My land where I hunt is about thirty minutes from where I live my old lab would always sit up when we got there before I put on the breaks or anything. I always thought she smelled the neighbor's catfish ponds......but she knew we were there without a doubt...My present on knows for sure when we get to the vet. and you better have her on a leash!!!!

Every dog that I have had could read my emotions. They always knew when we were going somewhere before it was obvious to me and there is no hiding a hunting trip.

It is true; the observant dog knows what we are going to do about the same time we do. In the field, they follow from the front if you will.
The truly skilled dog person knows what the dog is going to do before the dog does.

I once had an old tri-color Aussie. The breed is reputedly intelligent. Not Roscoe. Each morning when he made coffee for me he had to ask "cream and sugar?" when he should have known, black.