[Editor’s Note: Lewis hears me use the phrase “and thereby hangs a tale.”]
—Hangs a tail? You don’t have a tail.
“No, tale, as in story.”
—Oh. You know, human language is so confusing: so many words and phrases sound alike: it’s hard to figure out what you people are saying or what you want.
“And every bark is unique, I suppose?”
—Absolutely: pure and austere, each syllable clear, and easy to hear.
“Whether far or near . . . there, I finished your poem for you.”
—Pretty good, huh?
“Not bad, for a dog.”
—You’re just jealous that I’m multilingual and poly-poetic.
“Yeah, you got me, my envy knows no bounds.”
—So, what’s on the agenda today?
“Well, for you, I’m presuming a lot of heavy napping.”
—Again with the nap jokes . . . will they never end?
“Only when the naps cease, I imagine.”
“Anyway, for me, more job searching and hoping for phone calls.”
—Good luck. Wake me if you need me.