MORE SMARTS THAN ME

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Today I opened the screen door to let our little Toby go out in the back yard. On my way to the screen door, I had to open the sliding glass door. Toby proceeded to walk out into the furthest one third of the yard, and laid down.

 

I hesitated to close the glass door behind him, but it was hot outside. And with this, I told my wife,

"I think I better leave the glass door open" (and) "Toby might come rushing in and hit the door" (and) "When I was a teenager, I ran right through our glass door."

 

Jean answered me. "He won't run into the door" (and) "He has gone out before, and I closed it" (and) "He knows it's there."

Sure enough, when Toby ran into the back porch, he came to a screeching stop at the glass door, and barked to be let in.

 

With that I said, "Well, you were right. He stopped at the glass door." To which my wife smiled and mused, "Well, apparently Toby has more sense than you do!"

by William McDonald, PhD