I lent you my ear, Max, and enjoyed it. Thanks. Andrew
2009/7/22 Max Richards <[log in to unmask]>
> A Severed Ear
>
> One Saturday night, late, in my former life –
> our recently adopted stray Afghan –
>
> oh so elegant, how could anyone
> be so unfeeling and abandon
>
> such an aristocratic creature! –
> asleep on our front door mat
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> objected when I carelessly
> stepped on him in the dark.
>
> All he bit off was a small piece
> of one ear. I picked it up between
>
> finger and thumb, placing it
> gingerly on my other palm.
>
> My wife drove me to hospital with
> the piece in a clean handkerchief.
>
> Bloodshed? - pain? – minimal.
> But the wait at the hospital
>
> while the Saturday drunks were seen to
> was wearying. The cheery surgeon was –
>
> reassuring. I asked him Please sew it on
> closer to the head. My mother had failed
>
> when I was small to get the tight caps
> she made me wear train my flaps
>
> to sit flat against my skull. He thought
> it enough that he achieved a neat seam
>
> and blood returned to the reattached piece.
> The following week at work my bandaged ear
>
> was a great joke. Vincent! I should have passed round
> pink plasticine portions, or pet-shop pigs’ears.
>
> Unveiling the mended ear was a great anticlimax.
> Will you be having the Afghan put down?
>
> Poor startled thing – better put down the master.
> I felt put-down. Afghan and I became great friends.
>
> We entered the village-fair competition –
> dog and its look-alike human.
>
> Lacking his elegant conformation
> I let him down. We were also-rans.
>
>
> Max Richards
> Doncaster Vic
>
> Wednesday 22 July 09
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Andrew
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