When I got Polly I was warned she may be deaf. Indeed, her scrupulous ex-Mommy had me call her name to make sure she heard me.

She did and Polly was mine. In the 6 years since, here are the words and sentences Polly understands :

off
get in here
get on the bed
no (bark NO in response)
sit
come here
where's your stick? (her chewstick)
what's that? (about squirrels or people)
here it comes (about breakfast)
wait (ditto)
good girl
get up here
what are you doing?
polly!
who's that?
lay down
speak
get on the bed with your stick
where's tahiti? (the cat next store)
we're going this way.
who's my baby girl?

My internal explanation (and from knowing Polly) is she just ignored most voice commands if she didn't like them. I can relate. I used to wear earpods at the gym and pretend I couldn't hear the goings on around me when my recorder would be off.

Another reason Polly and I were meant to be.
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