Hayley misplaces one of her hearing aids

Hayley misplaces one of her hearing aids, and is mortified when mum tells her their lively, lovable pup’s found it and chewed it up!

Hayley is looking at me impatiently. “Well?” she demands.

She spots the dog yawning luxuriously, waking from an afternoon nap, and drops her school bag to rush over and cuddle her. Hayley adores the dog who adores her back, and for a moment I put off finishing what I’d started telling her.

pink-hearing-aid

Hayley mislaid one of her hearing aids yesterday and we agreed that while she checked her classrooms and school locker, I would hunt round the house for it. She’s very good at looking after them and she gets very upset when she thinks she’s lost one. If ever they are misplaced, it’s not for long; they usually turn up in a pocket or down the side of her bed.

At lunchtime I texted Hayley to tell her the missing hearing aid had turned up at home, so she could stop looking.

Now she wants it back.

“Well,” I say, cautiously. “The good news it’s been found… The bad news is, it was the dog that found it…”

Her mouth falls open as the penny drops. “Oh no, she hasn’t…?”

I nod slowly. The dog has of course eaten it. Well, given it a good chew before I could get it off her anyway.

She’s a large, curious and hungry five month old puppy who eats everything, including stones, house bricks and the back door. A hearing aid would be a mere morsel!

Hayley wails and a look of worry pins the dog’s ears back to their ‘guilty’ position.

But Hayley can’t stay mad at the dog for long, she’s her best friend.

Since we got her from a rescue shelter last summer, this pup’s proved to be worth her weight in gold when it comes to being a loyal and loving companion.

“With her mild ASD, Hayley finds it difficult to make close friends”

With her mild ASD, Hayley finds it difficult to make close friends. She spends a lot of time, when she’s not at one of her many sporting/Guiding/Air Cadets activities, at home with boring old us for company.

It’s been lovely to see her bond with our new family member, care for her, help to train her, the only one initially who could get her out in the rain for a toilet trip.

Right now Hayley’s worried that audiology will charge us for a new aid, but I tell her how nice they were on the phone when I told them the dog had eaten it (mortified shrieks from Hayley, ‘Mum you didn’t actually tell them that!’) and that they would arrange for a new one right away, with no charge incurred. Everyone in that department is really lovely; I know how lucky we are because not everyone has such a good experience with audiology services in different regions.

So all’s well. Except that Hayley’s younger brother Harry, who’s heard the news, is thrusting his maths exercise book under the dog’s nose and making chomping noises.

“If I could just get her to like it as much as she likes hearing aids,” he says. “Then I wouldn’t have to do my homework…”