Of course I have stories like that, though. Where I just couldn't believe Elka's intelligence, or the mental connections that she made to reach the behavioral end. A main reason we picked Doberman is for the intelligence; perhaps we didn't think that through? But it's been great, for the most part!
This one happened quite awhile ago, when she was a year or so old. Maybe less? But, I was sitting at my fiancé's desk, playing World of Warcraft (which I still did at the time). Elka had been napping on one of the couches, and after awhile, got up and came over to me. I was engrossed, as one gets, and didn't immediately pay attention to her.
This, of course, could not stand. She nosed me, she grunted at me, and after a little while, she backed up, sat down, and "talked" a little. I finished whatever I was doing and turned to her. I probably asked her what she wanted, as one does. Elka looked at me, made specific eye contact, and then looked up past me at the ceiling. I turned around and looked to, as one does, because I assumed she saw something there. A spider, maybe? I wouldn't be thrilled at the prospect of a spider dropping on me from the ceiling.
Well, as soon as I turned away from her, Elka dodged in and grabbed a toy off the floor by my feet. Apparently I'd been "guarding" it, and she wouldn't take it unless I either gave her permission or wasn't looking. And I didn't know it was there, so I wasn't really in a position to give permission.
She came immediately back anyway, because Elka doesn't really play by herself. And I played with her, and laughed, because I'd totally been Three Stoogesed by my dog.