I know, I know, it’s Friday the Thirteenth.
But this isn’t about that. Or is it? Read on…
As authors, we sometimes interview folks, or we are interviewed ourselves . . . or, we interview our characters. Let’s flip that on its head for a moment.
If you could, by some magical wave of your Yoda hand, choose one animal or insect to interview, what would it be?
He just looks like he’s got something on his mind, right?
I can guess which one some of you might choose, like our own Sue Coletta. Crow anyone?
For me, it’d have to be this fellow. What interesting tales he might tell!
How about the rest of you? Any of these tickle your fancy? Do tell…
If only dogs could speak. They are right there with us in day to day life and have an up-close opportunity to observe humans. I bet they would have much wisdom to share in an interview.
Morning, Brenda.
I’m with you. We’ve owned several dogs and all of them are/were smarter than us. We should find them a job.
Sometimes our current dog, Kimber, gets very vocal. Especially when we’re sitting on the couch of an early morning, talking and drinking our first cuppas. She chimes right in, whining, groaning, and making noises that sound very much like canine conversation.
If only we knew…
Have a great day!
I’d like to interview a cow. Why? So I can answer a question for my daughter that she asked more than 40 years ago. While living in Texas, we were going to the store to get milk and a couple of other things when we came to the end of a long line of slowly moving cars. I quickly spotted the cause of the slowdown. Seven or eight vehicles ahead of us, a farmer sitting atop a green and yellow tractor, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding his hat on, moved along at his top speed, pulling a huge wagon of baled hay. Not an uncommon occurrence on the edge of Texas’ Hill Country. If you’ve lived in Central Texas, you know what I mean. Anyway, while barely crawling along, my daughter looked out the window and saw a herd of cattle grazing in the field that ran alongside the roadway. One cow in particular, a rather attractive black and white Holstein (well, as attractive as cows can be), seemed to be gazing off in the distance. My daughter, without taking her eyes off the Holstein, asked, “Daddy, what do cows think about all day?” Unfortunately, since I’ve never been able to find an answer for her, my daughter, I’d relish the opportunity to interview a cow and ask.
I’d like an answer to that question, as well.
Good morning, Henry!
You know, we’ve wondered that, too, at our house here in the PNW. No joke. The land that borders ours is owned by a guy who runs a small herd of cows. Our dog loves to bark at them and make them run.
Watching them, we’ve often wondered if they’re bored. All they ever do is eat grass and sleep. And make baby cows.
If you ever get to talk to one, be sure to come back and share. Have a good one!
Haha. You’re right, Deb! The magnificent crow, though I do chat with them on a daily basis. 😉 I’d also love to chat with an orca.
I spoke with a bat once, as I tried to convince him to leave my office. He ignored me. Ah, well.
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Gotta share the wisdom on a wooden sign that sits in every house I’ve owned: If animals could speak, the world would lose its best listeners.
Hi Sue…
“If animals could speak, the world would lose its best listeners.”
Indeed. Maybe someday, humans will sit up and take notice of that. When I go outside and walk around our acreage, if I keep my mouth shut and my ears in gear, I hear the most amazing sounds around me. I especially like the first presentations of frogs in the early spring.
Thanks for chiming in this morning!