When we first took Hook to the vet to get him evaluated before we decided to adopt him, I told the vet tech that I thought he was deaf. She said that was common in white bulldogs. I asked about the chances of getting someone to adopt him.
She smiled and said she would give it a try, but that an older dog with heartworms and deaf would be
People ask how we manage a deaf dog. The truth is, it's not that hard. He can't hear, but he's got great eyesight and sense of smell. He responds to hand signals. When he sees me motion for him, he comes running. Caillou the show dog can hear perfectly but I can call him until I'm hoarse and he only comes when he's good and ready. Taz the other show dog ignores me totally but she does come when Jilda calls her. So in the scheme of things Ol' Hook's hearing issue is not that big of a deal.
We've spent most of the day on the road going to the gig in South Alabama and then driving back afterward. A neighbor passed away so we drove to the funeral home for visitation. Darkness had set in before we returned home.
Realizing that I hadn't closed the gate to the chicken pen and turned on the electric fence (to keep critters out), I grabbed the flashlight to do that final chore.
Ol' Hook makes every step I make so when I headed off the deck, he was right there beside me. I flipped on the flashlight and waved the beam around to get my bearings. Hook started running around the backyard and barking. It took me a moment to realize that he was chasing the flashlight beam.
I swished the beam close by and he lunged at it barking. I waved it around the backyard and he chased it from one end to the other. I tried to video it but I was laughing too hard. I thought, that Vet Tech knew what she was talking about when she said that Quirk Dogs are sometimes the best.