Ask at work if you can partisipate:
“Take Your Dog To Work Day is an event so big and so important that more than 10,000 companies from around the world will be celebrating along with you. It was created to help homeless dogs find good homes and lifelong companionship. These dogs have great personalities and a lot of unconditional love to give.”
“The idea behind Take Your Dog To Work Day is simple–encourage businesses to devote one special day to dogs and their owners as a means of spreading the word about what great companions dogs truly make.
As the creator of this annual event, Pet Sitters International believes that by allowing dogs in the workplace, co-workers who have never before experienced the love and companionship of a dog, or have forgotten the joy that a pet can bring to their lives, will be motivated to adopt dogs from their local shelters, humane societies or rescue groups.”
Max the Churchdog comes to work with me every day. It wouldn’t be the same here without him.
You know, mom – you can vote in the poll!
Welcome to Mschloss’s Mom and Max the Churchdog!
You need a another category for the poll:
_ My dogs take me to work.
I work for a software company and work from the house. As far as the dogs are concerned, what I call work is really an inconvenience that constantly interferes with their work (getting fed, going in and out, going for walks in the woods, barking at delivery people, etc.)
the “my dog is my job” option.
Which is my situation as well – dog first, everything else that needs doing second.
And just in case I forget, there the little reminders like the one I had yesterday. The latch on the trunk of my car stopped working when the body pannel supporting it got bent. So I pop open the trunk, remove the blub from the trunk light to keep from running down the battery, remove the latch, and go off to the shed to get panel beaters and crowbar. I return to find dog has removed towel from trunk on which I had placed removed parts and is parading it around the yard. I find everything but the bulb. sigh
Ah, I had interpreted that choice as for those not employed outside the house (also known as SAHDT, the stay-at-home-dog-tenders) as opposed to those of us who have jobs that happen to be located at the house.
I like the image of the proud towel parade. My dogs (there are 3 of them) seem to like outright subversion and specialize in impeccable timing. They like to wait until I am on a conference call and then decide that the deer/squirrel/chipmunk/turkey that has been hanging about the place all morning now desperately requires frantic barking, yelps, and, if I am really lucky, a 3-part harmony howl fest.
I had a conference call earlier this week with folks from the communications agency and 2 pharmaceutical companies in different states on the line…
Of course, Princess Phoebe the snippy Shih Tzu got impatient with waiting for my lowly self to get off the phone and tend to her demands, so she barked (the 2 Australian shepherds were outside). No one said anything, but they all heard it, and later, everyone at the NY drug company decided it must be the Colorado drug company person’s dog!
Shown is one of my several craft areas in the laundry room. The black thing at center extreme left is the clothes drier. I’m home all day with The Boys:
They enjoy my intermittent companionship when I’m upstairs with them for the ‘clean’ portion of the family craft biz. I have a shop in the downstairs garage where the machines and the landlord’s rat bait preclude canine companionship. I’m limited to Big Eddie and Randi down there.
Alas there’s no cause to advance by having The Boys in my workplace, but the mandatory afternoon walk is a nice stretch for me, and they love making neighborhood kids giggle.