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Ive got many impressive stories about how smart my poodles have been with their antics but I have one story in particular that only a poodle owner would believe, its about how Max my previous toy poo learned to use the telephone to call me. Sounds unbelievable right but after I explain you will understand and this got me to thinking that this forum must have lots of amazing stories involving your poodles so I'm hoping you will read Max's story and be inspired to post/share one of your stories for us all to enjoy??.



Max's Story: How a black toy poodle learned to use the telephone My mother bought a little Black toy poo (4years after loosing her last) who she called Max who wanted to be a mans man at heart and fell in love with me even though I did not live with my mum at the time, the little guy would wait behind the front door for me hoping that I would turn up, it was heart breaking for me to think he was waiting for me so I decided I had to drive to visit him with a 1hr drive from the city after work just to visit him before driving back. Eventually I moved in with my mum to be with Max but I still had to go to work and Max would be back behind the front door again, so my mother would call me using the home cordless telephone and I would talk to him for a few minutes which would cheer him up. Then one day just after my mother and I had left the house, leaving Max behind, I got a call to my iPhone and the number showed it was coming from the house which was very odd!. I answered and to my surprise it was Max snuffling down the line, had jumped on the table, grabbed the cordless telephone, put it on the floor and using his nose randomly hit the buttons and had managed to hit redial which put him through to my mobile, Amazing! and in our happilly surprised state we went back in to see Max and put the phone back, so I suppose Max was rewarded too. Over the years I got 3 calls from Max and my mother got 2 maybe and not all of them were just as we left, sometimes I was at my desk at work, Max would only call when he was on his own. So even though Max had not learned to dial a UK mobile number he had actually learned to use the telephone for its intended purpose to talk to me, which is amazing imo but please note it was Max's desperation to be with me that my mother nurtured, letting him listen to me over the telephone, so please don't think I'm some sort of Dr DoLittle or Cesar Melan LOL

I expect this forum to be full of such stories and id love to hear them. This is not a competition about how smart your pooch is either, any interesting stories about your dogs cleaver antics will be greatly appreciated I'm sure. Please post up your poodle stories???


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Max on the first day, so headstrong getting into trouble.


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He grew so handsome.


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Max proud of his doggy door into my bedroom.


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Max wanted to be mans man, here he is hanging out while we modify my friends bike. Max turned out so cute but I couldn't use him to meet girls, I'm sorry to say he just didn't particularly like human girls, such a shame because girls loved him.
Perhaps that was why he took to me over my mother even though he only met me for a short time at first. Its a mystery to me how or why poodles choose who to bond with and once they have made that commitment there's no changing it as far as I'm aware.

Please post up your poodle stories and images if you like ?
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Ive got many impressive stories about how smart my poodles have been with their antics but I have one story in particular that only a poodle owner would believe, its about how Max my previous toy poo learned to use the telephone to call me. Sounds unbelievable right but after I explain you will understand and this got me to thinking that this forum must have lots of amazing stories involving your poodles so I'm hoping you will read Max's story and be inspired to post/share one of your stories for us all to enjoy??.



Max's Story: How a black toy poodle learned to use the telephone My mother bought a little Black toy poo (4years after loosing her last) who she called Max who wanted to be a mans man at heart and fell in love with me even though I did not live with my mum at the time, the little guy would wait behind the front door for me hoping that I would turn up, it was heart breaking for me to think he was waiting for me so I decided I had to drive to visit him with a 1hr drive from the city after work just to visit him before driving back. Eventually I moved in with my mum to be with Max but I still had to go to work and Max would be back behind the front door again, so my mother would call me using the home cordless telephone and I would talk to him for a few minutes which would cheer him up. Then one day just after my mother and I had left the house, leaving Max behind, I got a call to my iPhone and the number showed it was coming from the house which was very odd!. I answered and to my surprise it was Max snuffling down the line, had jumped on the table, grabbed the cordless telephone, put it on the floor and using his nose randomly hit the buttons and had managed to hit redial which put him through to my mobile, Amazing! and in our happilly surprised state we went back in to see Max and put the phone back, so I suppose Max was rewarded too. Over the years I got 3 calls from Max and my mother got 2 maybe and not all of them were just as we left, sometimes I was at my desk at work, Max would only call when he was on his own. So even though Max had not learned to dial a UK mobile number he had actually learned to use the telephone for its intended purpose to talk to me, which is amazing imo but please note it was Max's desperation to be with me that my mother nurtured, letting him listen to me over the telephone, so please don't think I'm some sort of Dr DoLittle or Cesar Melan LOL

I expect this forum to be full of such stories and id love to hear them. This is not a competition about how smart your pooch is either, any interesting stories about your dogs cleaver antics will be greatly appreciated I'm sure. Please post up your poodle stories???


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Max on the first day, so headstrong getting into trouble.


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He grew so handsome.


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Max proud of his doggy door into my bedroom.


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Max wanted to be mans man, here he is hanging out while we modify my friends bike. Max turned out so cute but I couldn't use him to meet girls, I'm sorry to say he just didn't particularly like human girls, such a shame because girls loved him.
Perhaps that was why he took to me over my mother even though he only met me for a short time at first. Its a mystery to me how or why poodles choose who to bond with and once they have made that commitment there's no changing it as far as I'm aware.

Please post up your poodle stories and images if you like ?
Thank you, so much for posting this thread and sharing your story. That was so awesome and sweet?! I don't have any stories yet, but I hope to some day.
Thank you for your kind reply and I’m sure you will have stories soon. You keep rewarding your dog for each little display you enjoy and soon I’ve found they become addicted to making us happy, which makes them even more happy. Love and happiness, its infectious ?
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I've told my boys best story before but I'm so proud of them for it I'll tell it here.

My next door neighbor of 30 years or so was not a dog person, but my little boys liked her and she warmed to them, calling them her little friends.

We'd get up once in the early morning (for me lol) to let them out and I'd go out with them. One morning they did their business then ran to her fence and were acting a bit off, slightly agitated. I thought maybe a critter of some kind had caught their attention and tried to get them to come inside. They wouldn't leave but were going to and fro along the fence. I even thought I heard my name being called very faintly and turned again to go inside as I was sure I was imagining it. They still wouldn't leave the fence.

Getting a bit annoyed, I went over myself and saw Kathy on the ground in a flower bed. She had fallen about two hours before and couldn't get up. I went to her and saw that she wasn't injured but was unable to get back on her feet. A phone call and a few paramedics later she was back in her house, recovering nicely.

Those little friends knew something wasn't right and they were trying to tell me.
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Great stories! ? Thanks for sharing (y)
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I really have so many amazing stories about Zeke, but I'll tell you about the first time I really saw his intelligence and cunning. I was eating oranges, and had given him a piece of the peeling as he liked to just carry it around in his mouth. A couple of minutes later, he brought the orange peel back to me, put his paws up on the chair and dropped it on there. So I gave him another piece of peeling. In less than 10 seconds he gave it back again. I could not figure out what he was doing. I was talking to my friend on the phone, and she said (very jokingly), "Maybe he's trying to trade it for a slice of the orange.". So I asked him if he was trading me for the good part. He just stared at me, so I gave hjm a little slice of orange. That's exactly what he was doing. (This started a month after I brought him home). Almost 7 years later he still trades with me. I used to get up to 9 toys and/or balls in my lap for peanut butter or extra sharp cheddar lol.
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What a wonderful thread! Thanks for starting it, Anthony. I would love to get a call from Peggy. ?

My last girl, Gracie, was half miniature poodle. One day at our place in Toronto, she kept staring at the floor, on high alert, almost like she was looking at ants or something. She'd perk up, cock her head, look up at me, back to the floor.....

After a while, I got annoyed with her weird behaviour and told her to snap out of it.

Then later?

AN EARTHQUAKE.

A very rare occurrence in Toronto. I'd never experienced one before.
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I'd like another Max story, please? and another Zekefur? and...
Pogo is very materialistic. He has two boxes full of stuffed animals: teddy bears, a coyote, two ponies, a zebra, a llama, a chicken, a fleece football, and others. One day he was lying on his bed with one of his stuffies when I started vacuuming. He leapt up and bolted from the room, forgetting to bring his stuffy. Then he ran back into the room past the dreaded vacuum, rescued the stuffy off his bed, and ran out of the room again. Very heroic.

He insists on bringing a stuffy on our walks. This time of year he will carry it for the whole walk. In summer, when he needs to pant, he usually only makes it about a quarter mile. Then he drops it, and I have to carry it the rest of the way.

I used to think he was uniquely dorky this way. Then, while driving in town, I saw an elegantly dressed woman walking a beautifully groomed apricot spoo. He was carrying a teddy bear in his mouth.
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