I've observed an amazing phenomena regarding Missy, the Turbo Pup, and her understanding of modern infrastructure in our last two visits to the Atlanta metro area.
She somehow understands the concept of walking into and out of an elevator, and the differences on each floor once she exits the "magic door" that opens and closes to lock her into the big metal box that moves her and her entourage up and down the building's entrails.
Think about it for a minute, if you will.
I would have expected that to a dog (or any other human or animal that hasn't graduated like Jethro Bodine from the Sixth Grade), one would expect when the door opens and closes that the same things, including people and floor plan, would be outside the opening.
Not so with the turbo pup.
She jumps on the elevator without any apprehension and makes left and right decisions upon her exit from the vertical conveyance better than I do.
Does anyone need an eight pound seeing eye dog?
Well, I'm sorry...but you can't have her.
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