I think Chester is actually a little too smart for his own good.

We have several cat beds from Siamese Rescue. The cats have one that they use, and now Chester uses the other three. After all, he’s cat-sized.

He loves his bed. We’ve done a fair amount of training with him in the bed, so he’s gotten lots of treats in it. Lately he’s taking to chewing on it and dragging it around, though.

The other night I caught him chewing on some batting, and I thought that maybe he’d finally torn a hole in it. When I grabbed the bed to look at it, the zipper was open. I zipped it up, and put it back down. Where I watched him grab the zipper and proceed to unzip it! Out came the bitter apple.

I swear that on our walks he will pick up pieces of garbage, and then drop them, in the hopes of getting a treat — not because he wants the garbage he’s just picked up, but because he knows I’ll tell him to leave it and then he gets a treat. The reason I think he’s doing it on purpose is that he’ll pick something up, immediately drop it, then look at me. Not that I’m complaining about a dog who will drop things (sometimes, anyways, there are definitely times he picks things up because he wants them).

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