I swear, I have a Lassie in my house, only he's small and not very domestic and happens to be a hare.
I bought a new water bottle because one of them was wearing out and the stem had fallen off once or twice, tipping water all over Bonnie's cage. I couldn't get the same type as the last ones I'd bought, though, so I got a different style and brand. I gave it to the hare, Kit, because I thought he was less likely to chew the plastic on it because he's so busy chewing his litter tray to pieces right now. Anyway, I was cleaning the cages out today and noticed that it looked like Kit hadn't drunk any of his water since I'd filled it up last night. Strange, I thought, but maybe he doesn't like the new bottle. He's a creature of habit.
When I got to cleaning Kit's cage out, I took the litter tray out and went to remove his mat and cardboard. Usually at this point he decides he needs to be out of the cage and hiding under the bed, but today, something quite remarkable happened. Instead of running away, he very deliberately crossed the cage to his water bottle, crouched, licked the ball a few times, then pointedly poked the bottle through the bars of the cage with his nose and gave it a frustrated nibble. Then he sat back and looked at me expectantly. I checked the ball of the bottle and sure enough, no water was coming out. The useless thing wasn't working. I guess Kit had been trying his darndest to get water out of it all night and he seemed quite annoyed that it wasn't working. I obediently gave the bottle a squeeze so the water started to flow and Kit sat there for the next few minutes filling his belly with water. If I let go and the water stopped flowing, he'd bring his head up and mouth the bottle's plastic screw top until I squeezed again.
I was so blown away by Kit's ability to communicate something as complex as "Look, my water bottle isn't working; I need you to do something about it" that my anger at the stupid water bottle that didn't work was quite overshadowed. It was one of those Lassie moments. He was just so incredibly clear about what the problem was. Who would have thought a wild hare would know to wait until he had my full attention and then show me that his water bottle wasn't working? The little frustrated nibble at the end was the icing on the cake. I've never seen him do that to anything before. My dog can tell me when something is wrong, but only in a vague sense. She won't seek me out, just try to cope and I'll know something's up because she's not her usual self. What really amazed me was that Kit knew what was wrong and knew he needed me to fix it, and on top of all that, he found a very human way to tell me all this. How neat is that?
He was peeved with me, though. I tried to give him an apologetic pat and he flicked his ears into an aggressive position, snatched himself away from me, and growled at me. Yes, hares can growl. Sometimes I think I've got a furry human in that one.
Any one else have a Lassie moment with one of their animals?