I once took my female Australian Shepard on a canoe trip. Trying to get her in the boat and have her not just jump right out was a hassle to say the least. She wanted to explore the smells in the woods and swim in the lake. I finally got her in and we had a fun adventure.
Years later, I took her on another canoe trip. This time she walked right over to the canoe and eagerly waited for me to lift her in and she didn’t even try to jump out this time.
So it was clear she must have remembered the previous trip years later.
I have a friend whose dog would chase cars and bite the bumper as you were driving away.
He’d follow you as you left and when you accelerated, he’d take off to get a head start.
Well, one day, I pointed our van in one direction but had the wheels turned. I gunned it and he took off and I turned and went in the other direction. He looked back with the most comical expression on his face. He KNEW he had been had.
I was never able to do that again. After that, he ALWAYS waited to see which direction I was going in first before chasing me.
[[This time she walked right over to the canoe and eagerly waited for me to lift her in and she didn’t even try to jump out this time.]]
Either that or another dog peed in the canoe and she was waiting for you to lift her in to check it out-