Talking to the Walls

I am staying at the home of friends in Iowa City while "transitioning" into my new life here.  My friend Gary has a large finished basement with ample guest quarters and I am living in pretty good style.  But the funny thing is that Gary is a "dyed in the wool" fan of Ernest Hemingway’s works, and accordingly he has lots of animal heads mounted on his walls.  There’s a Caribou "thing" above the sofa that my guide dog Vidal likes to talk to.  I want to tell him that the Caribou won’t be talking back anytime soon, but then I remember that dogs can hear things the rest of us can’t.  I wonder if the Caribou is saying: "Please, oh please for the love of God, just scratch my nose?" Surely this is why Vidal stops occasionally to bark at the thing?

S.K.

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Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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  1. Vidal’s barking at the animal heads? That’s a pretty mild response. I’d always feel like they were watching me.

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