In my post about growling, I demonstrated my talent for translating my dogs’ conversations.
I also am a gifted ventriloquist.
Let’s say Rob asks, “Ugh, Leo, did you have to knock these papers off the table?”
I throw my voice, imitating Leo’s high-pitched tones, and respond, “I’m Leo. I’m a bug. It’s what I do!”
When the dogs greet Rob at the door, I say on their behalf, “Daddy! You’re home! We missed you so much.”
Sometimes I use my gift to have conversations with myself. “Leo, what are you moaning about over there?”
“It’s my birthday and I shouldn’t have to share my toys with Mia,” Leo tells me in my own high-pitched version of his voice.
Or, when I lie beside him on the bed pressing my face against his. “Momma, you’re smothering me.”
I know I’m not the only one who does this. An esteemed friend of mine confided that her husband throws his voice to make it seem like their pug and Boston terrier say things like, “That man is home.”
Then he (let’s call him Bill) says to his wife, “How come they always call me That man?”
And my friend says, “Bill! You’re the one speaking for them!”
V is for Ventriloquism
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