All Pinked Out

Bono talked about losing his religion, but what I want to talk about seems much worse to me. God may correct me on that one if we ever get the chance to meet.

I have been going deaf for about 15 years and recently this loss has been quite severe. Not just for me, but for some of my associates as well . Talking behind your back has taken on a new meaning. I live in a community that seemed to have attracted old people and I now find that you cannot speak to me or several others in our little community of kennels (strata) “behind their back”. They do not hear a word you say.

Anyway, the other night I thought that I would call an old bitch I know and we both had to check our phone to ensure that the volume control was set at the highest level and that we had the earpiece next to our “good” ear. Even having been dogs with fantastic hearing (remember those bird calls!) we struggled a bit with our conversation.

There is a large group on the patio next door right now. They are laughing and talking. Darn- I cannot make out a thing. You know how I used to love to eavesdrop while riding on the bus to and from the kennel five days a week. It was a terrific form of relaxation after a day of meaningless work. I digress.

You are probably saying “Poodela get a hearing aid”. Sell something on the Facebook marketplace and get some cash. I wish it was that simple. Old gals post chemo often develop skin conditions and adding that to my petite inner ears there is no place for a hearing aid that would not cause severe infection and discomfort. I also have petite intestinal parts according to my gut guy after my last colonoscopy. Digressed again.

So kids my world is getting smaller. I belong to a book club that is purposely small to accommodate the hearing problems of some of the members. I cannot watch TV shows unless they have closed captioning. And no, I cannot turn the sound up. There are rules around here about nuisance noise and some folks already think that I am a nuisance. So add this hearing thing to people wearing masks when speaking to me from behind a plastic partition and I just need to go home. There is plenty around the kennel to keep me occupied.

Maybe next time I will share with you some of the things that I have misunderstood like someone recently saying that their Dad died suddenly and they were actually saying that their dog died suddenly. Both things do not warrant the same reaction as I am obviously a canine and my sympathies lean toward the dog.

We will talk soon. I just got myself some purple hair.