{"id":2064,"date":"2017-11-09T13:58:13","date_gmt":"2017-11-09T18:58:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/?p=2064"},"modified":"2018-03-11T14:39:11","modified_gmt":"2018-03-11T18:39:11","slug":"geralds-talking-dog-essay-contest-2016-third-place","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/geralds-talking-dog-essay-contest-2016-third-place\/","title":{"rendered":"Gerald\u2019s Talking Dog Essay Contest 2016: Third Place"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2>Gerald\u2019s Talking Dog<\/h2>\n<p><strong>By Mary Sharry<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Gerald\u2019s Talking Dog loves cherries.  That\u2019s all he talks about, but when he got into the sauce he began to slur his words so that, \u201cI\u2019d like some more cherries, please,\u201d came out as, \u201cIdrike zhumor sherrish, shpleeeesh.\u201d  If you remember the comedian Foster Brooks, you\u2019d note the wanton diction in the dog\u2019s voice.  The problem wasn\u2019t with Gerald\u2019s dog; it was the cherries.  They\u2019d sat in the back seat of Gerald\u2019s limousine for four days, under a hot sun.  Bob, the orchardist, had asked Gerald if he\u2019d like some cherries and, of course, Gerald said he would.  So when the cherries were ripened and picked, Bob drove some over to Gerald\u2019s house.  The limousine that Gerald used for his airport pickups, wedding parties, and whatnot sat in the driveway, and Bob had assumed that Gerald would use the limo that day and would see the cherries.  Alas, they had sat there four days in the sweltering heat before Gerald had a call to pick up some dignitaries at the Traverse City Cherry Capital Airport.<\/p>\n<p>Gerald saw the over-ripened cherries and brought them into the house, a slurry of cherries in a plastic bag, and placed them on the kitchen counter where he figured he\u2019d deal with them when he returned from his airport pickup.  Meanwhile, the plastic bag started to leak and the cherries began to drip onto the floor.  They were nicely fermented.  The dog got all tongue-tied and his black lips grew numb as he licked and slurped up the juice, but that was not enough.  He trotted over to the doorway, took a running start and leaped onto the kitchen counter, bit open the bag, and sucked up the edible part of the cherries, spitting out the pits.<\/p>\n<p>Later that evening, on returning home, Gerald was to take his dog out for a gig at the local casino.  They\u2019d be a splendid act, \u201cGERALD AND HIS TALKING DOG.\u201d  The dog, whose name was Samson, was thoroughly shnockered and by the time Gerald walked onto the stage with the little Jack Russell terrier tucked under his arm, the dog was giggling and farting atrociously from the fermented cherries and Gerald could not get him to say one word other than, \u201csherrishpleeeesh,\u201d which cost Gerald the gig and an evening\u2019s worth of gasoline for his limo.<\/p>\n<p>Nowadays, Gerald buys only Stormcloud\u2019s Belgian Rye Dubbel, and Samson gets an occasional lick of the foam because he still loves cherries. That\u2019s all he talks about and sings about.  On a night such as this you might hear the little dog out in back, beneath the amber glow of the street lamp, singing his favorite song, \u201cLife is Just a Bowl of Cherries.\u201d \t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Gerald\u2019s Talking Dog loves cherries.  That\u2019s all he talks about, but when he got into the sauce he began to slur his words so that, \u201cI\u2019d like some more cherries, please,\u201d came out as, \u201cIdrike zhumor sherrish, shpleeeesh.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":1386,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[171],"tags":[188],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/geralds-talking-dog.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3TDCr-xi","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2064"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2064"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2064\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2072,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2064\/revisions\/2072"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1386"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2064"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2064"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/betsiecurrent.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2064"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}