Tuesday, July 19, 2016
Mr. I Speak Geese
Marcus: You'll never guess who I saw on our walk the other day?
Rusty: The geese Minnie and Mo.
Marcus: Yes. How did you know?
Rusty: When you got home, Buddy and Merci told us you had been carrying on a conversation with yourself again.
Marcus: They're just jealous because they don't speak geese. Er, goose. Bird, they don't speak bird.
Rusty: So what did the geese have to say this time?
Marcus: Mo started honking as soon as he saw us coming. He said he was so glad to see me again. It's been a while and he missed my face. Or maybe he said he missed my ears. I had a hard time translating that part, but he did miss something about me.
Rusty: Wait. Did you say he missed your ears? Seriously?
Marcus: I'm not sure. We don't speak the same dialect.
Rusty: Are you sure he didn't suggest you clean your ears?
Marcus: Why would he do that?
Rusty: I heard a rumor that dogs with dirty ears hear things that aren't ... uh, real.
Marcus: They do? Maybe that's Merci's problem. She keeps complaining I scream in her ear when we set out on a walk, and you all know I'm the calmest dog you know. I never scream. I think I'll go suggest Jan clean Merci's ears.
Cyndi: Where's Marcus off to now?
Rusty: I think he's going to suggest Jan clean Merci's ears so Merci doesn't hear him screaming when he's excited.
Cyndi: That doesn't make any sense.
Rusty: I know that and you know that, but Mr. I Speak Geese hasn't a clue.