Ivan Speaks

He’s the kind of dog who sits and stares.  He watches.  You can see the gears turning.  He is intent.  He is curious.  He is determined. He spent hours, no, years at it–studying and watching us, his people.  After seven years of observation, he has concluded that we are communicating with one another when we make our mysterious  meaningless (at least to him) utterances.  Being a dog, he wants to be part of it all, to join in the conversation.  He just needed to figure out how . . . so he watched.  One day he suddenly burst out in an enthusiastic monologue of inexplicable sounds: short and long syllables, high and low pitches, inflection, rhythm.  He looks earnestly into my eyes as he talks, a strange vocalizing that is neither yipping nor whining nor howling, but a bit of all three.  He sometimes awakens me with an urgent soliloquy, eyes fixed on mine, paws on the bed, his nose a foot from mine–talking.  He actually appears to have something to say every time:  wake up, or where’s breakfast, or let’s go for a walk.  The context helps us to guess what he wants us to know, and he is inordinately pleased with himself everytime he has gotten his message across.

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About reinkat

I am an iconographer, and have been studying Russian/Greek icons since 1995. I'm married with 3 children. I love hiking, camping, animals, my family and church--and icons.
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