Not clever enough, they say! Another white coat but not called VET. Scientist, phoey, not sure, never met one, just hear the stories. (Something about bell and food). The concept of humour, is beyond me, well all dogs in general, they say. I have definitely mastered sarcasm. Maybe scientist haven't spotted that comedy in us.
Sarcasm equals the tilt of my head and point one ear to the sky. Both My Humans know this look, in Human speak it's "are you having a giraffe".
Take for example running back in house past My Susan, if I just knock behind her knee, it's a tease, then she'll turn to me. I give her a smile and it might just encourage play.
Or when I tap My Windy nose, just before an invite for a little tussle raised eyebrow. If you're not getting the sign a bit of Chinese accent does the trick "nyang, nyang, nee, nan".
Then there is the times when I pull my toy slowly out of reach from My Humans and look all innocent. A hand reaches in and I do it again, just coincidence you know.
My Windy favourite is my reverse park. Chew in mouth ready to settle for the night. I saunter over to the sofa. My Windy already cosy on the sofa. Instead of doing a couple of circles, to find a comfy spot, I actually reverse my botty right next to him. Do a full head roll with chew and make sure it lands on My Windy's lap. Certainly not OTT or over acting, no.
But mostly I think my ears, tail and smile, have expression. That's because I'm a happy dog, who shows how I feel.
Humour, no, dumb mutts. P-leaeese. (Said with that ear pointing right to the sky and eyebrow raised).
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