May 10, 2017 by Petrea
Wilma Wednesday: Truth
“It’s your blog now, Wilma. We can post each Wednesday at your whim.”
“What is ‘wim’?”
“Whim is…” This is too hard to explain to a dog, even a smart one. Everything Wilma does is at her whim. “At your whim means…um…at your rug. See? Sit on your rug and we can start.”
Wilma sits on her rug.
Damn. What kind of person deceives her own dog?
“Wilma, I lied. A whim is—”
“What is ‘lied’?”
Another impossible concept. Dogs don’t dissemble or hide their feelings. They can’t. It’s not in their nature to be anything but honest.
“I’m so sorry. I said something I didn’t mean.”
She hangs her head. “So we can’t post on Wenzdy?”
“Do you want to?”
“Yes. I like to post.”
“Then we will. What do you want to post about?”
She ponders the question. “I’m tired.”
I think that’s enough blogging for one day.