
Most of the afternoon my dog Zoe is asleep. When it is getting close to four o’clock she wakes up, and comes to find me — if I don’t seem to get the point she makes it clear that she is calling me for it is time for her afternoon walk. She believes that she will get a walk, if she makes sure that I don’t ignore her.
When I say all this about my dog Zoe, am I just falling victim to anthropomorphism?
No. She has thoughts. She understands time. She knows you like the back of her paw!
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Chuangtse and Huitse were walking along the riverside. Chuangtse said: ‘‘See how the fishes are leaping out of the water! That’s the fishes’ joy.’’ Huitse interjected: ‘‘You aren’t the fishes. How can you know that this is the fishes’ joy?’’Chuangtse replied: ‘‘You aren’t me. How can you know that I do not know that this is the fishes’ joy?’’ And after another exchange of logical blows Chuangtse concluded: ‘‘I know the fishes’ joy from my joy at looking on.’’
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