Don't think that we are playing ghosty games. It's our new commuication method with the lovely little Miss Till Till. With her current dying process, which she has temporarily put on hold for the moment.. she has promptly turned deaf. That was a result of an ear infection. So now the Till Till walks around in her silent world.... doing Till-like things.
Since her back is busily crumbling away, and she has more than likely lost sensation to her feeties, she spends a lot of time licking them.
Ta-Lu-Lup.
Ta-Lu-Lup.
Ta-Lu-Lup.
Ta-Lu-Lup.
Times that by fifty.
Now I can't stand the sound of this sort of licking. D.E.S.P.I.S.E. IT.
In the olden days (like a month ago...)if we were to hear her start her licking, then we would clap our hands, and call out her name, not her real name, but her constantly re-invented knickname... and she would stop.
Not so much any longer.
Now we use an electrical current. (Yes, we have become the in-home queens cowboys with our home gadgeted tazers!)...
It's called a lightswitch. And wherever that Till Till dog is... and we hear her licking... we walk to the light and start to flick it. If we are lucky and she isn't in her licking trance, then we can catch her attention... because sometimes although we could walk up and touch her, but that startles her... and can't be having the aging dog having a heart attack now can we?
This works while in the home... but just try it at night, when her back is turned, and she rushes out to eat grass. Yes, the back door light just doesn't have that ... "Till come here!" kind of properties.
Can't wait until next week... when blindness sets in....
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