My mom has... or had... hearing aids. One set is the very expensive tiny aids they call "Completely In the Canal" or CICs. The other set are over the ear type that belonged to my stepdad and had been modified for her, more or less. This second set she had just for spares.
Over Christmas, she first lost one of the spares. She had misplaced it once, but found it stuck inside her address book. But the second time, once it was gone, it was really gone. I say it got thrown away with wrapping paper and what not. She says the dogs ate it.
The second one she lost was the CIC aid for her right ear. She took it out somewhere, set it down, and that was the end of it. Never seen again. She says the dogs ate it (and says that to anyone and everyone who will listen). I say it got thrown away.
Every time she gets up from the couch, Blizzard rushes over to where she was sitting to see if she left anything yummy behind. He has found a few treats there now and again, like the too-sweet inside of a mint chocolate, a couple crackers, tissues, already-chewed gum, cookie crumbs, etc.
Eskies aren't great at covering their tracks. I usually find evidence somewhere around the house. Mangled pen caps, shredded toilet paper, half-eaten dollar bills, empty lip balm containers with the lid chewed off. I'm now collecting these items in a drawer and will share them with you later. No evidence of any eaten hearing aids.
So who's right? What happened to the missing hearing ads? We'll probably never know. For weeks I looked closely (but not too closely) every time I picked up dog poo in the backyard. We also looked everywhere we could think of around the house. If they're still in the house, I'm sure they'll show up once she's got new ones.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Who ate my hearing aids!?
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Blizzard,
dog pack,
hearing aids,
hearing loss,
life with dogs,
mom
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