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Have you ever wondered why dogs love poking their heads out of car windows? The answer, according to Adelaide zoologist Chris Daniels, is much more interesting than "because they can".
"We need to remember that a dog's head is this incredible sensory apparatus," said Professor Daniels, from the University of South Australia.
"They smell so much better than we do, in that their sense of smell is much greater than we have, and they have good vision.
"Their head is jam-packed full of sensors, so when they stick their head out the window, they've got this great pressure of air moving at great speed over them, and it's a sensory overload."
Professor Daniels said every time a dog stuck its head out of a moving car window, it was evidence of its adventurous and opportunistic nature.
"There's one thing that's really become apparent over the last 20 years about a great many species, and not just mammals, and that is they like to have fun," he said.
"They like joy … they like great feelings and experiences that make them feel good."
Dogs, of course, have their individual tastes.
Professor Daniels said some liked to open their mouths so the wind could flap their jowls around. Others go with a more discreet, closed mouth.
And a few dogs prefer not to poke their head out the window at all.
Professor Daniels said he believed that was one of the best insights of all into a dog's world.
"They are not solely driven by needs. So it is not all about food, or water, or sex, or innate behaviours," he said.
"This is something that a dog chooses to do, or not to do, and it does it for no other reason than it feels good, so in that sense, they are like us … they can do things for the love of it."
But that can lead, so to speak, to other less desirable human-like behaviours — dogs can get hooked on the feeling.
"They can have an addiction sort of issue as well," Professor Daniels said.
"They get used to it, they love it, they want to keep doing it, sometimes to the point where some dogs get anxious if you don't wind down the window.
"They'll get into the car and demand the window comes down, so they can get this fix of great sensory overload."
Or taking the purple acid . . . don't!
My tickets . . .
You freakin' hippie!!
Please tell me you took the purple acid!
No purple or brown acid - they warned us off.
However, my high school girl friend, who was by that time, a senior at the University of California, Santa Barbara, had obtained for me a small jar of genuine Owsley Sunshine LSD - the primo acid of the time! So, yes, I was blazing from the time Santana took the stage on Saturday afternoon until Jefferson Airplane closed day two as the sun came up on Sunday morning.
Having returned from a year in Southeast Asia just three months previously, it was just what the doctor ordered *chuckle*, but I was hardly your standard model hippie. Stationed at the Military Academy at West Point, NY, I'm pretty sure most of my fellow concert goers though I must have been a narc . . . until they didn't.
Anyway, camping out in the rain and muck was no hardship for me. At least I could rest assured that Janis Joplin wouldn't be taking pot shots at me, although when the choppers arrived to evacuate the drug casualties, I did suffer a momentary flashback . . .
Wow what a concert that must have been! Green with envy!
I'm amazed you can remember it!
They say if you can remember the 60's, you weren't there.
Of course, it became much more than a concert. A singular event, never to be repeated I'm afraid, at least not in my lifetime.
It was totally unexpected which is why every attempt to recreate it has failed. I was out of the Army and home in California when Altamont was announced, but I figured, 'been there, done that.'
Good choice - it was a disaster . . .
Sadly, that is true for so many, but having dabbled with psychedelics when LSD was still legal, I had determined my own ability to enjoy the experience without mishap or 'memory loss.'
I should admit, however, there was one exception to that general rule. In the early 1970's, Steely Dan gave what for them was a rare concert at UC Irvine. I was living at the beach at the time, and I really liked this new band, so I decided to go. As I had done dozens of times previously with everyone from The Rolling Stones to Frank Zappa, I wanted to drop a tab to 'enhance' the music.
All I remember is starting to come on as we entered the UCI venue, and I mean, that is all. I have no memory whatsoever of the concert or the rest of that night, but that was the only time that happened *chuckle* . . . I think.
It still pisses me off!
Just to be clear . . . from 2012 . . .