Escape Pod Dreams, the 'Huh?' Issue
More and more questions, with fewer answers that make sense.
Crawling through the week is an interesting experience at the best of times. This week has been strange, not so much in an interesting manner, but in its odd series of disappointments. When you live with a family for a decade and a half, you expect to be understood at least part of the time. The chorus of 'huh?'s that pepper the day should have settled down into a refrain of 'okays' by now, shouldn't it have?
Are adults and children so 'focused' on their own activities that they don't even have the memory of a dog? A dog knows when it's feeding time. A dog knows when you are expected home. A dog knows the significance of certain sounds and smells. A dog can learn a short series of commands and recognize variations of certain words and gestures and respond accordingly. A family on the other hand, will sit or stand there and look at you like you just bipped in from nowhere and are asking them to give up a finger if you simply ask who left the watermelon rind in the washing machine. The dog would not have placed the rind in there in the first place. Dogs all know that underneath the covers on your bed, six inches exactly from the bottom edge of your pillow is where watermelon rinds are supposed to go.