I like to keep one ear up on the alert, listening for can openers or delivery drivers who must be barked at, while the other ear is down to block out unpleasant words, like “bath.” For everything else, it’s a fifty-fifty chance that I’ll hear it.
Sender-inner Alice R. writes: “After my sweet elderly dog Maggie passed away, we adopted Prince. He’s a shelter dog with a heart of gold. But his most notable physical characteristic is his half mast right ear. His left ear stands tall.”