Sure I can’t speak in words that you people can understand, but my linguistic prowess is finally coming of age. This last week I have learned to conquer at least two octave ranges, while coming close to a third. With any luck, I’ll be able to break glass with my voice sometime over the next month.
The upside to this (and it’s all upside for me) is that my parents finally are beginning to understand what it is that I want. They were previously horrible at comprehending my simplest vocal commands, but have since flowered in their ability to grasp my needs. I will have them completely trained in no time. Hopefully, before I have to learn any words or sign language.
Take the video below as an example. I clearly am expressing some displeasure about something. To an intelligent linguistically-able human being, it should be quite clear. What I am saying is so simple that even a baby can understand. But here, for those of you who can somehow read, but lack the ability to get my fully functional vocal prowess, this is what I am saying:
"To whoever is working that camera, I have soiled myself and have not yet developed the manual dexterity to properly replace my diaper with the grace and dignity that I deserve. So please put down the camera and change me, at once. If you fail to do so, I will reiterate my complaint at an increased decibel until your small mind is able to grasp my dilemma. Thank you."
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I can't believe no one can understand that. While I played your video the dogs certainly understood, and came running, wanting to know where you were and why in the world hadn't you brought over Lucy.
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