We trained the dog so that when he wants out, he goes to the front door and waits.
Somehow in his little golden retriever brain, he interpreted this to mean “go to the front door, and lick it.”
If he’s at the door, but isn’t licking it, he doesn’t need out, he’s just chilling.
So, this was our routine – when he wants out, he goes to the front door, and licks it. And then we moved house, and he got very, very confused.
He knew he had to go to the front door when he wants out, but this was a new house with obviously a door that was completely new to him.
Despite our condo having only one door that leads outside, and him going out this very same door literally at least five times a day, every day, for about a year…he still has no idea where the front door is in this house. Absolutely no idea at all.
Now whenever he needs out, he will go to any random door and start licking it. And I mean any door – the bathroom door, my bedroom door, my closet, the goddamn door of a kitchen cabinet, even.
I don’t know if he’s really smart or really dumb. Because clearly, he understands conceptually what a door is. I don’t know if he thinks my closet or the kitchen cabinets lead to outside, or if he’s just hoping to find doggy Narnia, or if he’s just hopelessly given up on ever being able to find the door by himself and is just doing the best he can, but every goddamn time he wants out, he’s right there licking the glass door to the shower or something.
He doesn’t alert us he needs out any other way. So if you haven’t seen him in a while, you have to search room by room until you find him with his tongue pressed up against the linen closet because he thinks outside might be that way.
He’s the biggest, dumbest dog I have ever met in my life and I could not love him any more. He’s perfect.
Here he is, patiently licking the door of my wardrobe.
At the Karl Urban panel he was asked
about pranks on the Start Trek set (considering the infamous Neutron
Cream from Into the Darkness.)
The big one this time wasn’t so
much as a prank, as a stunt gone wrong. Karl had been down in LA doing
something for a couple of weeks for the film. When he got back to
Vancouver Simon Pegg and Chris Pine pounced on him about not responding
to the Dub Smash videos they had sent him.
Apparently the boys had been dub-smashing left and right and sending it through to Karl and expecting him to return the joke.
Karl said he had no idea what they were talking about. Pegg argued he
was taking the piss, but then it suddenly started to dawn on Mssrs Pine
and Pegg that Karl REALLY didn’t know what they were talking about.
“Pegg went white and asked what my number was”
Karl said, what do you think it is? Pegg replied, the number you had
when we did Into the Darkness. OH says Karl, you mean the phone they
gave me just for the duration of the shoot?
Now Simon went VERY
VERY white… because… when they were larking about doing the
dub-smash, they had been wearing their costumes… their very closely
guarded SECRET costumes… And now some random has just gotten hold of
the main cast of Star Trek dancing around like fools in them…
They had to tell the producers… who were not impressed.
They apparently did track the guy down and begged him to delete the offending texts.
I am assuming that whomever it was probably was involved in the film
industry (ie it was a ‘company phone) and had done the right thing and
just sat on it because we hasn’t seen any leaked images as far as I am
aware.
