The other day at work a communication failure left me profoundly frustrated.
All I wanted to do was explain to people that when one whistles, one actually produces two sounds: the higher, melodic whistle, and a lower, almost percussive tone that seems to emanate from somewhere lower. Whereas the whistle sounds like a … whistle, this other tone is more like someone’s impersonation of a chimpanzee or maybe a gorilla.
I SWEAR I’M NOT MAKING THIS UP.
Please whistle and help me convince the world that I am not crazy, or at least not crazy for this reason.
Today little Simon is headed to the V-E-T to get his blood work checked again to see if I can reduce his prednisone dose. The little guy has been through so damn much, and he’s still just as sweet as he’s ever been.
Later, SGF and I may find ourselves a beach to go walking on. It’s a fine day outside already.