Comments on: Please: NOT His Master’s Voice! http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/homeandhearth/please-not-his-masters-voice/ Photos and Front Porch Musing from Floyd County Virginia Sat, 11 Feb 2012 14:25:42 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: Nate http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/homeandhearth/please-not-his-masters-voice/comment-page-1/#comment-1335 Nate Mon, 27 Aug 2007 23:05:31 +0000 http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/2007/08/27/please-not-his-masters-voice/#comment-1335 How loudly do you play your essays? If louder than your normal voice, maybe Tsug' is having a Pavlovian reaction to your "raised voice"? How loudly do you play your essays? If louder than your normal voice, maybe Tsug’ is having a Pavlovian reaction to your “raised voice”?

]]> By: sue http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/homeandhearth/please-not-his-masters-voice/comment-page-1/#comment-1332 sue Mon, 27 Aug 2007 17:09:31 +0000 http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/2007/08/27/please-not-his-masters-voice/#comment-1332 Our dogs don't like thunder. They put up with all kinds of weird noises, but thunder? Nope. The cats? They could care less... except our one cat who has a chocolate passion. I used to eat Hostess Cupcakes (individually wrapped) and wherever she was in the house she would SHOOT right up into my face the minute she heard the crinkle of the wrapper! Our dogs don’t like thunder. They put up with all kinds of weird noises, but thunder? Nope. The cats? They could care less… except our one cat who has a chocolate passion. I used to eat Hostess Cupcakes (individually wrapped) and wherever she was in the house she would SHOOT right up into my face the minute she heard the crinkle of the wrapper!

]]> By: Amy Hanek http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/homeandhearth/please-not-his-masters-voice/comment-page-1/#comment-1329 Amy Hanek Mon, 27 Aug 2007 16:12:54 +0000 http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/2007/08/27/please-not-his-masters-voice/#comment-1329 I had a dog long ago (as a child). We could not get the dog to come home unless we yelled "Cookie" or even "Oreo" out the door. Our neighbors thought this was the dog's name, but it was not. Now I have cats. They do as they please but will sometimes show a streak of obedience when it fits their schedule. I try endlessly anyway. Naivity it the cornerstone of my existence. I had a dog long ago (as a child). We could not get the dog to come home unless we yelled “Cookie” or even “Oreo” out the door. Our neighbors thought this was the dog’s name, but it was not.

Now I have cats. They do as they please but will sometimes show a streak of obedience when it fits their schedule. I try endlessly anyway. Naivity it the cornerstone of my existence.

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