Humor, Life, Pets
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My work colleagues are dogs. And no, I’m not a sheepherder.

Miss Tibbit the Useless Little Black Dog and Hamish the Corgi work with me all the day long. And they work hard on their dog chores. Miss Tibbit holds the cushion down on the chair. Hamish holds the chair in position. They sigh and stretch and mumble over their tasks. Every now and again, Hamish has to squirm into a better holding position, Miss Tibbit must squeeze herself tighter into her little dog-round position.

Today Miss Tibbit worked in the window seat in the front parlor. Hamish occupied himself with holding down the old red settee.

Dogs

I was so lonely. The keys wouldn’t type right on the keyboard. The words wouldn’t come in my careful writing. The day was bleak.

DogcolleaguesNow we’re back up here for the evening round of work. Sweet Tibbit is snoring and twitching with her full post-dinner belly and Hamish looks like he may have actually passed out. And, sure, the WideEyedSpouse is across the room, sighing and creaking around in his chair doing mysterious Spouse office things.  But he’s with me in here only a couple of hours a day. My real work colleagues are over there on the floor and in the corner chair.

Sometimes I think it might be smart to haul myself up to the University to work. There are people there. It is just barely possible that I would benefit from some human interaction in my puzzling life.

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5 Comments

    • Until they start having a barking spasm because the little scrappy dog from down the street is sniffy around in their front garden.

  1. My co-workers often are cats, one of whom has the job of making sure that I’m not subjected to anything resembling peace and quiet.

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