Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Tool-less Dogs--Part 2



In my last post, I gave several examples of wild animals that make and use tools. There are myriad other examples from nature that I could site, to demonstrate that we humans are now understood not to be the only tool fabricators and manipulators. So much for the dumbness of wild critters. This thought brings up a question: Are there domesticated critters that use tools?

Here’s an example that recently gave me a striking display of its disinclination to fashion or use tools: the domesticated dog. (I specifically use the adjective “domesticated” here, because wild dogs have been observed using tools. As I mentioned earlier, wild creatures are smarter than their domesticated cousins.)

I was watching a particular dog—my dog—who was deeply and contentedly absorbed in chewing on a bone: a cow’s thick leg bone, with loads of tasty and nutritious marrow inside. The bone was too strong to crush in his teeth, so he had to be satisfied with sticking his tongue as far down the core of the bone as he could get. Each lick was bringing him only the tiniest taste of marrow. It was an excruciatingly slow process. A human—or even a wild crow—would have been pondering alternative assaults on the bone that would have immediately yielded more of the desired marrow.

I was admiring the tenacity that he exhibited, when the thought came to me that, with a knife or other pointed implement, I could quickly dig out most of that marrow for him. A follow-up thought: If I were a dog, I’d grab a stick, have that bone cleaned out in short order, and move on to other adventures. Why did this not occur to my doggie—a critter who I consider to be well above normal canine intelligence? He has demonstrated his mental aptitude in many other delightful ways. Why be so dull now? Couldn’t he figure out how to seize a twig in his teeth, jam it down the center of the bone, and withdraw it, covered in delicious marrow? Hey, a crow can do it! Isn’t my dog smarter than a crow?

I was becoming a little disillusioned with my canine pal, when yet another thought came to me: Why does a dog need to use tools? He can rely upon humans to do the work for him! Just a few tens of thousands of years ago, the dog transformed himself from a wild beast to a cuddly companion of Homo sapiens. He endeared himself to our ancestors, by eating our trash and scaring off the many demons who lurk in the dark. (Most of the demons are illusory, but it’s to a dog’s advantage to spice our imaginations and then act as though he is saving us.) The dog thus morphed from a drab-colored, wolf-like creature to the adorable and cute companion who has been at our side ever since.

That was a very smart move on the part of my dog’s canine ancestors. They morphed themselves from hungry, lonely outcasts to pampered sidekicks. They willingly submitted to our control, in exchange for a far cushier lifestyle. We may view them as submissive and malleable slaves… they don’t care. They have no face to lose. They’re not proud. They’ve gotten what they want from us: comfort and regular meals. Who is smarter—us or them?

So, maybe my dog is much more astute than I give him credit for. Why should the dog put all that effort into learning how to make and manipulate tools, when he can get us to do it for him? We do have that opposable thumb, after all. The dog can allow us to do all the work, as he benefits from all the dividends. He also probably feels that the wild animals can go ahead and show off with their tools. They may appear to be clever, but simply haven’t realized that life is all about training humans to do the work for them, so they can lie around, endlessly chewing on bones. My dog feels sorry for his wild compatriots… they’re not half as clever as domesticated dogs are.

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