Bullcrap. Tonight i was in my jaccuzzi, after my 3rd whiskey and water, drunk as a lord. It was dark outside and the moon wasn’t out. It was dark and the stars were freaking amazing.
So I look over at the patio and see my dog Charlie sitting there, looking straight up at the stars just like i was.
The dog was studying the stars. I saw it with my own eyes and almost couldn’t believe it myself.
That dog wasnt following any command. It was intelligent.
That’s nothing. The other night, I was in a galvanized tub, fully clothed after drinking 6 glasses of rancid milk. I looked over and there was my dachshund-collie mix staring at the stars through a telescope and making notes on a clipboard. His dirty little secret is that he does a lot of research, but is too lazy to publish.