So often it is hard to imagine what something is like until you’ve been there.
Ivan had a dog, an Alsatian. He always wondered what went on in a dog’s head. It could smell and see and hear so much more acutely than anything Ivan could imagine. Did it have a smell-scape, in a way that we map the world visually and deck it with sound? If only he could be a dog for an hour!
“You wish to be a dog for an hour?” asked the genie who had suddenly appeared out of the paperweight on Ivan’s desk. “Go! Be a dog for an hour.”
THE STENCH! OMG! The reeking stink of every room! Ivan went into his kitchen and spewed his guts out. The unbelievable aroma of putrid crap and rancid food.
Ivan ran outside. Again the smell was overpowering. Thousands upon thousands of pongs bombarded him from every direction at once.
When the hour was up, Ivan was found lying on the sidewalk. Dead.
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Alas…ping-ed by the pong. R.I.P.
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Death in a whiff.
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Damn! I’ve often said it would be fun to be a dog for an hour 🙂
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Whaaat??
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Well – sometimes it’s difficult to know how to respond to some comments! So I just type the first thing that comes into my head – and this was not meant to have any double entendre…
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It better to be careful what you wish for. 😀 😀 😀
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I had an old cousin – years ago – who said in her age: Everything I wished for in my youth would’ve been a mistake!
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Ha ha ha
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That reads like a Stephen King offering. And, that is a sincere compliment.
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I have been uncovered!
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Now, that’s kinda scary, BA.
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Ah, I think dogs LIKE all those smells. As a dog, he would have been in dog-heaven. Have you ever seen a dog back off from something stinky?
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No – but a dog can turn off its sense of smell – like we can shut our eyes.
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That stinks, Bruce. But I like it
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Thanks Derrick. Not to be sniffed at…
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Yes, Sir. How could we forget? Death is the greatest leveller of all stories.
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These stories have the occasional reminder.
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Be happy with who you are!
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There’s little choice anyway!
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Did he really have to die?
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The word “Dead” has such wonderful finality to it. It’s more satisfying than “To be continued”!
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A sad tail
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RIP Ivan. The grass is always greener in the other fellow’s yard.
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