June 7, 2017 by Petrea
Wilma Wednesday: Hurdles
Wilma and I have a new hurdle to jump.
“I love to jump!”
“Not in the house, please, Wilma.”
“I will go outside!”
Off she goes…
Okay, here’s the hurdle: my home voice-over studio is up and running at last. When I’m recording I close the door to the room, plus both doors to the hallway, completely blocking her access to me. Wilma’s used to having access not only to the house, but to me, and she really hates it when I close those hallway doors. I have to, though, because her toes go tick tick tick on the floor. She heaves dramatic sighs outside the studio. She whines, “Let me in, Lady.” And the microphone picks up every bit of it.
Of course it also picks up my neighbor’s air conditioner, any lawnmower within a couple of blocks, and even—well, let’s just say we don’t use the plumbing while I’m recording. I’m not going to go charging around the neighborhood asking gardeners to clip the grass by hand. On the bright side, the noisy times are opportunities for correspondence, editing, and returning phone calls.
Wilma’s back, panting and happy.
“What did you jump, Wilma?”
“The rock pile, the lizard, and the dirt.”
“Wow, that’s a lot of jumping. What a good girl you are.”
“I am! Scuze me.” She runs outside again, to shout obscenities at the gate. How do dogs know to bark at the mailman?
Next time she comes in, both hallway doors will be closed. I fear this is going to be agony for both of us.