Daji: Genius or Idiot?

I often wonder if our dog is a genius or an idiot. Let's explore some evidence...

Observation 1: Daji recently managed to destroy a pair of my socks. Not that impressive you say? Well, what if I told you that he ate the pair whole and then vomited one up and pooped the other out? Somehow his throat, stomach, or intestines managed to separate the two socks and send them hurtling off in different directions. Genius or idiot?

Observation 2: Several months ago, David decided it would be fun to spin around with Daji until he got dizzy (this was before he weighed 70 pounds). So around and around they go. David puts the dog down and promptly runs into the door when he tries to walk away. Daji sits down for a moment than walks away completely unfazed. Genius or idiot?

Observation 3: Last night, Daji was sitting on his blanket on the couch, and David and I were up at the other end. He always wants to be hanging out where we are but knows he's not allowed to move his butt off the blanket (he has anal gland issues; that's a story for another time). So he leaned farther and farther and farther back, trying to get closer to us while keeping his bottom in the same place. He proceeds to completely fall backwards and get himself stuck between my legs and the couch. He looked so uncomfortable at that point but refused to move. We were laughing at him until we realized he was probably exactly where he wanted to be. Genius or idiot?

These are just a few of the examples we've gathered over the few short months with our little boy. I wish I could say what the true answer is, but I'll let the audience deliver the final verdict...