We had a visitor at work on Friday.
He was quieter than most other office visitors – didn’t say a word the whole time. He offered no professional expertise or skill, but great moral support. He paced a bit, and drank lots of water, and looked at us all adoringly.
Toby belongs to one of our project managers, and he (the dog, not the project manager) is just about the cutest, lovingest, nicest guy I’ve ever met.
No offense to Jeff.
And what a great smile, too!
I tried to take him home with me, but his dad wouldn’t let me.
Then I threatened to withhold his next paycheck, unless he brings Toby in again, and soon.
He did agree to that.
Next time, I’m gonna put the Tobester. Think he can answer phones?
You may not know this, but office dogs are actually pretty common at architectural firms. (don’t know if it’s the same at engineering or interiors places :-P). It was great having Toby there; I always feel so much calmer and happier when there’s a dog around, like it makes those 9 hours of my day that much more bearable. Plus the whole phone-answering potential.