This is where George is usually sleeping when I come down the stairs in the morning, although he's usually got his head curled around a bit more. I can walk down the stairs, past him, saying, 'Morning George,' and into the kitchen and he still doesn't know I'm there.
I can't decide if I should feel sad for him being so deaf or whether he might think it a blessing. I suppose he probably isn't aware of the change. There was an interesting post on Victor's blog about how much animals 'think' and how much awareness they have.*
For George it's probably quite pleasant being in a quiet world - except when I walk up next to him and he hasn't realised and it makes him jump.
It certainly doesn't stop him having fun. Yesterday we walked on the beach with his new friend, Barney, who is a fifteen-week-old cavashon.
The only problem was that Barney got all the attention and fuss from passers-by who all exclaimed over him. I could almost see George thinking, 'That used to be me who got the fuss and treats.'* George obviously is the exception to the rule as he not only thinks but has deep meaningful conversations with me.
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When I go to exercise class I try very hard to do exactly what the teacher says because I know that, in most cases, the right technique will have the best result, or the result that is intended. Yes, I am a nerdy teacher's pet but lots of people aren't. And it does upset me.
Usually I can ignore it but this morning, well . . .
Xa, to my right, works to a different beat and is always slightly faster. I don't know how it's possible to move not in time with the music. Obviously it is possible but difficult I would have thought. She's not too bad; I can ignore her.
Xb on the other hand is directly in my line of sight. I stare at the teacher and still see Xb jigging away, doing her own thing. Not only does she work to a different beat I think she's in a different class. No matter how hard I try to focus on what the teacher is doing Xb keeps distracting me until I want to scream, 'Please! Do what teacher's doing!'
First world problems of course and if that's all I've got to complain about I can probably cope, but I've got to have something to write about on my blog. And they're both lovely ladies.
4 comments:
It always surprises me just how much people do not listen to instructions. So many seem to be off in their own little world! I wonder how they get through life sometimes.
Moving to music is a skillset. people who have it assume it's easy. For some people its incredibly difficult, since the music demands all your attention and the movement also demands all your attention. Speaking as one who knows!
Can you get a different position where you're not driven nuts by the participant who's struggle?
Struggling!
Debra, that's true. I am so tempted to tell them they're doing it wrong!!
Boud, she's not struggling. She's perfectly happy. And, yes, usually she's not opposite me. I am quite bad at keeping a rhythm but when exercising to music and it's repetitious it's easier I thought. And rhytm is one of those words like yahct that I struggle to spell properly first time.
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