Mein hund spricht Deutsch*. Despite his excellent hearing (see yesterday's post), Ray has never been one to come when we call. I didn't realize it was because he only understands 'come' when it is spoken in German.
Gregg was the one who discovered this when Ray was, as usual, out at the back fence yelling. It was after 9 p.m. (we try to keep him from yelling before 8 a.m. or after 9 p.m.) so Gregg went out to call the dog in. In one of his moments of total randomness, Gregg called to Ray "Kommen sie hier, Ray. Mach schnell."**
Ray obeyed, and continues to obey, when called to in German. We can't really explain this. We don't know where Ray learned German. And as long as he continues to come when called (in German), we don't care. But it is a bit of a mystery.
*My dog speaks German.
**Come here, Ray. Quickly.