|Who you calling stupid?|
The other night I was watching SBS news while simultaneously playing bejeweled on my ipad. Oh dear, embarrassing confessions. We spoilt ourselves with a Christmas ipad and I've consequently discovered a couple of daggy games and I have an addictive personality so I keep playing the daggy games over and over... Anyway, a news item came on about a dog that has a 1,000 word vocabulary! I thought for a minute I must have inadvertently sat on the remote and flicked to Today Tonight (apologies international readers. Think sleazy, sensationalist, tabloid telly). But no it was the fluff piece at the end of the news. I was almost tempted to risk a high score and take my eyes of the shiny, jingly jewelled patterns for a tick but my addiction won and I continued the game while listening. This dog has 1,000 toys and knows them all by name. And if you throw in a new stuffed toy he's never seen and give it a name he'll find it by using his incredible, deductive dog intelligence. Now that is a smart pet.
Chickens must have much smaller brains than dogs.
And silkies are quite a bit smaller than your average chicken so I'm willing to bet they've got even smaller brains.
A couple of weeks ago, I lamented that my chicks were so dim they couldn't find the door to the chicken shed even though it was only two chick-steps away. Well yesterday I realised in the middle of my vacuuming that it was pouring. And the chicks were free-ranging outside. They've never been out and about in the rain before. Usually I send them back to their shed before the weather gets bad. So I rushed out without umbrella or raincoat (as you do) to see what they were up to. Of course they were just standing in a huddle wondering what all that water was. They have fluff not feathers so the water was not running off them but turning them to slosh. I quickly attempted to herd them into their shed but they were having none of it and stood rigid in their huddle. So I picked up a couple of soggy birds, tossed them into the shed and ran back for the others. But by the time I'd collected two more the first two had run back out - I had of course left the door open. We continued this silly game for a bit until we were all well and truly wet and a wee bit frazzled.
So if you're looking for a smart pet - go for Chaser the Super Smart Border Collie - not a silkie chicken. And if you're looking for a smart human, look for one who actually watches SBS news - the real bits not the fluff piece at the end. One who knows to close a door after her and who uses an umbrella in wet weather. Certainly not one who plays enough games of bejeweled to make her hear jingly, jangly sounds and see sparkly, coloured patterns when she closes her eyes at night.
|Beware, mind-numbing, addictive game|