We have a little Maltipoo puppy. We named her Pixie Woo. I think she imprinted on me. When we were at the breeders to pick out a dog, she stood up on her hid legs and and begged me to pick her up. I did. She rode home on my lap and by the time we got home, I was her human.<\/p>\n
My wife tells me that Pixie cries for half an hour every morning after I leave for work. When I get home in the evening, she barks with glee and dances around on her hind legs until I pick her up and give her a hug.<\/p>\n
And the affection goes both ways. I have never had a pet that I loved like her. She is such a smart girl. She has a large vocabulary and it’s growing all the time. She knows steak, chicken, and fish. She knows carrot and greenie. She loves carrots and greenies.<\/p>\n
My wife plays a game with her where she gets her nose while saying “Boop!” She decided to be the “booper” and jumps up and tags our nose when we are playing the game.<\/p>\n
When I call my wife to make plans for dinner, she asks our dogs what they want to eat. She goes through a list of possibilities. When she says something that they want, they high-five her.<\/p>\n
I have spent a good part of my life studying computer science with the goal of creating artificial intelligence. Part of the challenge is coming up with a test for determining whether a program is exhibiting intelligence behavior or is just doing what it has been programmed to do. By all criteria I can think of both my dogs are extremely intelligent. But Pixie more so than Belle our older Maltipoo. One thing is for sure, I am lucky to be the human of such an intelligent, affectionate little dog.<\/p>\n
Sweet dreams, don\u2019t forget to tell the ones you love that you love them, and most important of all, be kind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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