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I have to remind myself that her nasal apparatus is so much more sophisticated than mine...

October 24, 2017 10:27 pm

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Chapter 18: I Can’t Hearrrrrrrrr Youuuuuuuuuuu!

                   

Regarding the last chapter, I am not suggesting verbal communication is not important.

 

And Winifred has generally been good at paying attention to my requests. (Also known as: Who’s running the show here? You will obey!)

Except when her nose is in gear and she’s running the show.

I have to remind myself that her nasal apparatus is so much more sophisticated than mine that when she gets a good whiff of something exciting, her ears shut down. From head to tail she’s all one big NOSE.  And, if you have been paying attention… The nose knows!

Winifred is a master at this. She knows, and so do I, that when her nose is engaged, she hears nothing.  Request, command, pleading, begging… NOTHING!

I do not take it personally she chooses to stay focused on the object of her snout as opposed to listening to my entreaties.  I sense no deceit. No excuse to shut me off. And I testify here and now, that there is nothing nefarious in my similar condition. The older I get, the more I’ve found my hearing shutting down when my eyes and ears, if not my nose, are otherwise fully engaged.

Barbara’s not so sure. I explain to her that there is nothing intentional in my not hearing what she just said a few feet behind me. Only that she was saying it just as Stephen Curry was knocking down a 3-pointer from half court with one second left on the clock, and my brain could not process any additional stimuli. I rest my case!

Then again, I can’t deny it may just be that I am losing my hearing. I prefer to blame it on Winifred’s tutelage in the art of selective hearing – defined as what is most important at the moment. And more specifically, what’s being said. And by whom.

That said, it would be unfair to fully equate my situation with Winifred’s. For I can always pull her away from whatever her nose is into. If I were also on leash, Barbara could pull my head out of the Warriors’ game and reboot my hearing.

Fortunately, she has yet to figure that out.

Me thinks my days are numbered!

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