We have Italian Greyhounds. We have had to re-childproof our home. Our small male can open the child lock on the cabinet beneath the kitchen sink where my wife keeps the garbage can in the kitchen. Alec loves to get into the garbage and just check things out. Fortunately, he is too small to tip the can over.
Alas, our other Italian Greyhound (think miniature greyhound) is big enough to do just that, but cannot open the child lock.
Not only can dogs think, they can problem solve as a team. Berkeley loves coffee grounds, though they don't love him.
Recently, after spending about five minutes trying to get the cabinet open, Berk sped off upstairs. I told my wife I was going to empty the garbage. When asked why I said Berk and Al were going to get into it.
She told me I was nuts. So, figuring this was a rare opportunity to win an argument, I sat down to watch this unfold.
Down the stairs comes our duo. Alec runs straight to the cabinet and goes to work on the child lock. Berkeley sat and watched.
In about 10 seconds, door is open, Alec backs up, his job completed. Berkeley immediately dumps the garbage can, grabs the coffee filter and grounds and makes good his getaway. Alec quickly grabs a pork chop bone and flees the scene of the crime as well!
I didn't say a word (I have learned a thing or two after 30 years of marriage) but I couldn't help grinning while my now furious wife first cleaned the mess and then went after the two culprits.
Yes, animals can think!