Bag for life > Dog bed: Why my dog isn't smart

We were out of the house and on our walk pretty early this morning. Just before sunrise, it was a cool but lovely spring morning. Pixel enjoyed his chance for zoomies and was happy when we got home. I toweled him off as best I could, gave him breakfast, and went back to bed because it was still before 7am.

It took him the usual 10 minutes to eat from his Slo-Bowl, and when he was finished, he came into the bedroom, looking to come up on the bed for a cuddle. He was still damp so we told him that he wasn't allowed up.

Apparently Pixel was not happy with this decision, as he promptly dragged the bag for life onto the floor, emptied the toys that were contained within, and used the now flat bag as his bed, directly next to his memory foam mattress. He then proceeded to alternate between staring at me and ignoring me.

Eventually he gave up his pursuit of getting onto the bed, instead deciding to literally lie on the bed that he had made for himself, and clean off his muddy paws. After a while he was clean and dry enough to come up for his cuddle.

At one point he even got off the bed to go lay on the bag again. Sometime I think my dog is really bright, then he does stuff that reminds me that he isn't that smart...

Why my dog isn't smart: Toys make a good bed

Like most dog owners, I am certain that my dog is actually the smartest dog that ever lived. That it is until he does something to prove to me otherwise...

This week Pixel showed me just how "smart" he is by collapsing on a hessian bag and a pile of toys that sat less than a foot away from not one, but two(!) beds. I couldn't believe it, it couldn't have been comfortable.  Either way, it was a reminder that my dog might not be as smart as I think he is.