My husband and I were having a conversation earlier this week, and we were discussing the possibility that Bunny may have lost a little of her hearing in her advanced years. We have both had times when we came home and she didn’t appear at the back door to greet us. We have Poochie Bells on the back doorknob, so the door jingles when we come in or out. There’s no stealth mode coming through that door. Even more surprising was the fact that I was able to sneak out with just Flattery last week while Bunny snoozed under the fan in the bedroom. Mr. Taleteller has taken Flattery on a few quick errands with him lately, too, which normally would be next to impossible because Bunny always wants to go, too. Recently, however, we discovered that there may have been some magical healing that has taken place which has restored her hearing.
The first time we started to suspect Bunny’s hearing wasn’t what it used to be was when my husband went to rattle the cookie jar to get her to move out of our bed at night. Before, she would nearly tear the top blanket off the bed in her mad dash to get to the kitchen and get a treat. Then, he started having to come to the bedroom door and call her several times to get her to come get a treat.
After finding that we could sneak out of the house with Flattery, though, we were a bit more certain that she just didn’t hear us as easily as she used to. It wasn’t anything severe or overt, but from several rooms away, apparently sound waves get a little diluted.
Over the weekend, I had the girls upstairs with me, working on some pictures. Bunny was in a supervisory position, meaning she was lounging on the daybed while I took pictures of Flattery. My husband decided to do something with Morgan or Küster and it required a treat. He opened the cookie jar and she shot off the bed like a rocket. There was no hesitation at the top of the stairs, she just marched down and made a beeline for the kitchen. I had no idea what she was up to, and I certainly never heard the cookie jar. As a matter of fact, he was trying to be very quiet, but it was an epic fail in that department. Flattery was hot on her heels and they both talked my husband into giving them cookies.
Maybe her hearing has experienced some magical healing, but I think it’s a lot more likely that her cover is blown. My sweet little senior hound has been using selective hearing to get away with things she doesn’t want to do. Why get up in the middle of the night when someone will bring the cookie to her? As far as going out the back door, I think it also relates to her love of being in our bed where she spends most of the day when we’re not at home. Flattery has just applied extra ninja skill to get out and go with us, and Bunny might be happy to enjoy a little peace and quiet on her own. We’ve spoiled her more than a little through the years, and I still can’t say that I’m sorry about that. If we have to apply a little extra bribery now and then, I’m pretty okay with that. Maybe we just need a bigger bed.