The plastic whistle stymied me.
No matter how I blew into it, it wouldn't make a sound.
I went to the Internet. Surely, it would unlock the secrets of the sheepdog whistle. It gave some suggestions.
Still no sound.
Learning to use the sheepdog whistle is like learning to whistle. You just have to experiment.
Whistle in mouth, I walked around the house, trying different things - blowing light puffs of air, repositioning the whistle.
A squeak came out. I tried to duplicate it.
Nothing.
The morning wore on. I got more squeaks. Then tones.
You can go back to your childhood. All that you need is a sheepdog whistle.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
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