Dogs: The Ensmarteration!

This is part three in a never ending series in which we taunt Gramsci Cat!

Well, smarty farty cat, guess what SCIENCE says! Dogs are SMARTERER than CATS! Read it HERE! Our brains have evolved at a super fast rate because we are social animals: "This suggests the co-operation and co-ordination needed for group living can be challenging and over time some mammals have evolved larger brains to be able to cope with the demands of socialising.” Look at us engaging in brain growing activities here!

You can practically SEE our brains growing here!

See, here is Mr. Science saying some things about our enbiggened brains!

Dr Shultz added: “All dogs are quite good at solving problems, which gives credence to the traditional image of the cunning fox which is a member of the same family. Dogs descended from wolves which appear to have the biggest brains as they live in large family groups.”

Look at Edgrr, the cunning fox! Kicking ass, taking names, solving problems!

No More Diets!

My Onkel Eric, a Thinker of the Highest Order, sent me this article about how it is not my habit of snacking on, um, anything that is making me fat. it is all the thinking I'm doing!!! See!

It turns out that performing mental tasks, like trying to solve problems while working at a computer, stimulates the appetite so much that people tend to eat significantly more calories than they burned while performing the "knowledge-based" tasks.

I have evidence to back up this story! My baby brudder is the skinniest in the house while I have the BIGGEST BRAIN!

The diet does NOT start tomorrow--I've got thinkerating to do!

Four Things

I would like to share four things with you.

1. One of my apes is out of town for the week.


I'm roaching because it means extra me and mawma time! It also means that when we get up early for walk-a-rinos we can dance and sing really loud without waking anyone up.

2. Gus thinks I'm erudite.


Teka told me so. Actually she told me that Gus said I'm Airudite. And I thought she meant Aire-u-dite and it is true that I am an Airedale magnet (and I HAVE an Airedale magnet--thanks Stan!). But my ma ape informs me that erudite means that I am clever and witty. So true, Gus. So true.

3. My sissy is the MOST GROSS.



First--look what I'm doing in the background there. Ha! But sissy is the most gross. Because Sunday we went to the field and the ma ape said if we were good we'd get an extra special breakfast. And we did! I got a STEAK and sissy got TWO STEAKS. And I chewed mine but sissy did not chew hers and five minutes later she went into the living room and barfed up two UNCHEWED steaks. Totes gross, sissy! (P.S. We did not eat them. I have barf-o-phobia and I hid under the end table out of grossed outedness.) I would like to think it was the cosmic injustice in steak distribution that caused her vomitousness.

4. V-E-T!
We have to go to the vet this evening to get shot. We are not pleased. Ma ape says quit whining it's just a check-up. Easy for her to say. No one's going to put things in HER bottom and stick needles in her leg to steal her blood.