Showing posts with label conversations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conversations. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 15, 2022

I Don't NEED Words!

Canine communication really is a wonderful thing. When you spend lots of time with your dog (MT and I are together 24/7 every day but Mondays when I run errands and see doctors.), if you have the most basic of observation skills, you begin to understand what your pup is "saying." 

It's no secret that I've been frustrated with Maizy True's progress using her AAC device. We do have amazing moments with it. I gave her "yes / no" buttons last Saturday and was modeling. "Coffee / no," "Water / yes." I got the bright idea to model with her toy. I picked it up and was teasing Maizy and saying "play / yes." Then I laid the toy down and said "play / no." 

She seemed interested, taking it all in. I got more animated, tickling her with her toy as I pressed "play / yes." Then, I threw the toy down, pressed "play / no" and walked toward the kitchen. 

While my back was turned, she pressed, "hike / yes!" I begged nooooo. Hike later. Too hot. But, she was up and out the door! So we took the hottest hike ever and I nearly died all because I wanted to reward her for using a brand new button minutes after getting it!


The other day, I had to call my cable company. It's one of those frustrating robo "press this / press that / confirm your account / I'm sorry I didn't get that" situations. (I seriously think every CEO should have to attempt to reach her company's customer service on a monthly basis as part of her job!) I usually end up screaming into the phone. Maizy often moves far away from me as soon as she realizes I'm on the phone with a recording. She jumped off the sofa. I thought she was going to get in her bed. But she walked over her board, pausing on her bed and with her BACK FOOT, pressed "outside" and stood by the door. Our first back foot press!!! 

But it was no button press at all that astounded me today! We had slept late and it was almost time for her normal breakfast. I keep trying to find ways to give her choices in hopes she will interact with me on the board more. So, I asked "Maizy / eat" now or "Maizy / hike" now? I waited. I could see her thinking... She turned and walked to the closet where her neighborhood walking tack is stored and looked at the door! She was very clearly telling me she wanted to stick with her usual routine of exercise first / eat after...even if breakfast would be late! 

It's a good reminder to communicate in whatever form it comes in!

Saturday, July 21, 2018

Narcissism

I'm in Baton Rouge to take my 95-year-old mother's car away from her. I feel like the meanest daughter on the planet. She's been crying since I got here, intermixed with fits of anger.She has a benign brain tumor, an aneurysm and she's banged up her 5-year-old ride at least 10 times. It's full of dents.  She says she's just going to go buy another car. Add in that she let her insurance lapse 3 years ago for about 6 months and now owes a $300 fine to the LA DMV and therefore, has no driver's license and you'll understand my concerns over my graying hair.

CH (looking in the mirror at my vast amounts of gray: Look at all my gray hair! YOU caused that! (I say to her, laughing.

Mom: Look at mine! It's solid white!

CH: Mine is from staying up all night worrying about YOU!

Mom: Mine too!

CH: Worrying about yourself?

Mom: Yep.


Sunday, April 21, 2013

Conversations with 90 - Boston Edition

I have some rather hilarious conversations with a certain 90-year-old I love. You have to imagine a really thick Southern accent and her talking REALLY LOUD, as if I wrote her part in all caps. I won't, but let's say I did....

Her:  Whirur dey from?

Me: Chechnya

Her: I don't know whir dat is...

Me: Near Russia

Her: Ya know dat cerazy feller dat mailed the poison to dat Miss'sippi senator an' Ohbama (rhymes with Alabama)? Dey a'rested him, sounds crazy as a loon...dey said on the tee vee dat dose boys er from Georgia ya reckon dey all did it together?

Me: They're not from that Georgia. They mean the Georgia near Russia.

Her: I can't make out their name in the writin on the tee vee do ya know what it is?

Me: It's Russian...hard to spell.

Her: What's it start with?

Me: T

Her:.... den what?

Me: S

Her: .... AND?

Me: A???

Her: ... what else????

Me: It's Russian, I can't spell it when I'm not looking at it!!!

Her:  Well whirur dey from?

Me: Chechnya

Her: I don't know whir dat is...

Me: Near Russia

Her: You said dat bu I still don know whir  that is...but dose boys mus be gone crazy or sumpin.