Earlier this evening, I was sitting in an aisle seat at the Sony Centre for The Preforming Arts anticipating The Music of Queen - A Rock and Symphonic Spectacular. The last place on earth you would expect me to run into an animal. Except, of course, the human variety. .
At two minutes to show time a couple had purchased their tickets. At that point they were ushered to the seats directly behind mine. I know when they approached their seat because something nudged my arm. I thought maybe it was her purse or his knee. I took a quick glance to my right. There stood a golden lab.
I honestly thought that initial nudge was going to be the limit of our communication. After all, the dogs harness did say "Do Not Pet" Silly me. I assumed that meant the dog was working. .
Either way, I knew I was.. I was taking notes for the first half of the show.
After the intermission I started to wonder if the poor dog shouldn't have some type of ear protection. For a couple reasons that would make a tonne of sense to me.
First, their ears are more sensitive to sound. I would suspect that an orchestral performance could cause some level of damage to their inner ear. Second, with the audience whistling and clapping I was beginning to wonder if that wouldn't confuse a dog.
Maybe the dog sensed my concern. I dunno. But, every now and then, the dog would rest it's head on my arm. (Yeah, the one with the hand that I was trying to use to take notes.)
As corny as it may seem, the whole time the song "You're My Best Friend" was being performed on stage that dog kept it's head resting on my arm. Needless to say, I violated that whole "Do Not Pet" the working dog etiquette.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that, during that song at least, the dog stole the show. For me anyway.
Hi! My name is Cheryl. All of my work is inspired by my senses. Sometimes my sixth sense comes into play. At other times I'll inject a healthy dose of common sense.