A few jobs ago, I worked in a dog-friendly office. There were several mutts prancing around, hovering underfoot and lounging on desks just about every day. And in my current job, I have once again found myself in the company of canines. It seems as if the company-wide email prohibiting pets in the workplace didn't make it to the satellite office. So today, I shared my desk with this guy.
Other than the occasional lick or playful nip, he sat quietly in my lap while I emailed and listened in on conference calls. Until someone in a neighboring cubicle came back from lunch with a BLT. Then I was yesterday's news.