Yves here. Hope this Aesop’s-focused review provides a break from the even-drearier-than-usual newscape.
By Dan Falk (@danfalk),s a science journalist based in Toronto. His books include “The Science of Shakespeare” and “In Search of Time.” Originally published at Undark
Several chapters into “Aesop’s Animals: The Science Behind the Fables,” zoologist and science writer Jo Wimpenny explains that, as a very young girl, she sometimes wanted to be a dog. (In a footnote she credits growing up in Wales for encouraging her “to think outside the box.”) This childhood fantasy, as the reader can readily imagine, involved crawling along the ground on all fours. But that only gets one part-way toward doghood, as the grown-up Wimpenny would come to realize.
For starters, we humans rely primarily on our senses of sight and hearing, but for dogs, it’s smell that reigns supreme; as she explains, a dog’s sense of smell is somewhere between 10,000 and 100,000 times better than our own. Dogs “can also wiggle their nostrils independently, helping them to pinpoint the direction of a smell,” and there’s some evidence that the left and right nostrils serve slightly different purposes, with the right tuned to “novel and potentially threatening smells,” and the left responding to “familiar, non-aversive smells (such as food) and scent from other species (such as human sweat for tracking purposes).” Who knew?
Last weekend I went hiking with a friend to teach her basic map reading (like a lot of her generation brought up on smart phones, she has woeful spatial awareness, but at least she recognises it and is trying to fix the problem). Her gorgeous corgi was of course doing its own thing, and we ended up talking about what our hiking map would look like if a corgi designed it. It would, of course, be of a very different scale and based on smell intensity. Distant hills would be just faint fudges, while a strategic tree or waymarking post (well seasoned by previous hiking dogs) would be a high intensity way mark. Steep slopes would be marked as easy obstacles, but any rocky steps with a height higher than a a corgis legs would be like Mount Everest and highlighted with hazard signs. For this particular corgi, bridges were a terrifying ordeal, requiring highly specialised equipment (someone to carry him). They’d no doubt be marked as major hazards, with the rippling streams below noted as good drinks spots and a great place to cool paws.
Corgis were breed as cattle herders and this particular corgi showed casual distaste for the presence of the many feral goats and wild deer whose paths we crossed. We couldn’t quite work out if he was ignoring them or was pretending to ignore them, especially the odorous male goats who seemed equally unimpressed by any mere city dog. The few sheep nearby attracted a little more interest from him, but there were no signs in the uplands of his true calling, some cows in need herding. He was no doubt disappointed at the barrenness of a cowless landscape, but as a city boy his ambitions probably exceed his abilities.
So we concluded that the corgis’ map would look a little like those sketch maps quickly drawn up by military officers of potential battlefields, with skull and crossbones symbols over suspected minefields and red marks over roads incapable of taking tanks. Other areas would indicate where external heavy lift support was required (steps and bridges). Giant arrows would indicate those areas with the most intensely interesting scents. North arrows would be irrelevant, the top of the map would always be where he knows his food is stored (the carpark) and where adoring female hikers could be relied upon to surround him with praise and cuddles.
Very interesting stuff! Thanks.
PK
If you can find time in your busy schedule, write a book about the story you outline above. Fascinating stuff.
Thank you so much. I think the corgi would demand royalties.
when I open this page, I get a black rectangle covering the left 30% of the review. At the bottom is a gray rectangle with the word “Print” and white text “SPONSORED CONTENT”. Interestingly, the red text at the bottom of the review overwrites the black rectangle. Google Chrome
Same for me.
Forgot to say I am using Safari on an iPad.
Click on the link to Undark in the intro and it comes up properly. Yves, thank you for this post.
Sorry, some weird code in the original text that didn’t cause trouble when I looked at it in Preview. Fixed.
I once read that an adult dog’s IQ, as measured by various tests, is roughly that of a two year old human. My neighbor’s dogs are jealous and even seem to pout if I show more attention to one of them. Maybe all dogs do go to heaven. Lizards?….
I get a similar effect in Safari on a Mac.
in chrome you can read most of it by scrolling to the bottom as soon as the page opens and then read from the bottom
the black rectangle seems to appear when the first paragraph of the review becomes visible
It is so tedious how enjoying or appreciating literature, art or myths for their own sake is just not done in the weird neoliberal technocracy that rules America today. The need to filter absolutely everything through the lens of “science” betrays the sclerotic, imagination-challenged nature of the ruling ideology.
Science concerns itself exclusively with the material and observable. It is a method of inquiry, not an ideology or a religion that explains everything.
>>>Science concerns itself exclusively with the material and observable. It is a method of inquiry, not an ideology or a religion that explains everything.
But You Must Believe in Science! It has been transformed, probably deliberately, into a religion-ideology, now being discredited, along with the actual method, because of the corruption and cultish devotion by and among the elites of our society.
Reminds of how Wokeism is being used to discredit and hinder leftist thought and action. Both are being combined into a pernicious, weaponized variety of Neo-Liquid Modernity. Add in Neo-Liberalism and you have an extremely effective weapon for destroying society and reinforcing Margaret Thatcher’s TINA (there is no alternative) for neoliberalism.