After some recent and alarming incidents in the immediate vicinity of my office, I asked Big Boss Man if I could bring Big Guard Dog with me on nights and weekends.
Dear Big Boss Man:
I understand the answer is very likely no, but would it be ok if I brought in my Lab if I work evenings or weekends? He is nearly 11 years old, very friendly, had never had a accident, is short-haired and shaved so he will not shed, and he will never leave my ofice.
His answer: Your dog is welcome anytime.
Now, all that I wrote is true. But not totally truthful. This Addendum should have followed...
Dear Big Boss Man:
In the interests of full disclosure, I must provide you with this Addendum to yesterday's correspondence in which I described my dog as an older, quiet, mannerly old fella.
1. Jack is crazy.
2. Jack is immune to prescription and over-the-counter canine sedatives as well as Benadryl.
3. Jack has a paper fetish.
4. And a bit too fond of ladies' unmentionables...which I guess isn't really relevant here.
4. At nearly 11 years, he is regularly mistaken for an 11 month pup.
5. And so on.
6. And so on. 
7. Ad infinitum.
8. However, you will be pleased to know that Jack shares an interest in the law. From appellate briefs
to basic research
to "Products Liability and the Search for Justice."
Jack joined me on a "test" Saturday last week. And he did phenominally well. He nearly knocked over an accountant, but in a loving sort of way. After cursory sniffs around the place and deep Labby eyes longing to properly sniff out every single blessed office and every single blessed cubicle, he promptly passed out.
"Mamma, enough with the flashes!"
Eventually, he realized that the law ain't nearly as exciting as Hollywood would have one believe.
"Seriously?"
"This is what you do all day?"
"Yawn."
Dear Big Boss Man:
I understand the answer is very likely no, but would it be ok if I brought in my Lab if I work evenings or weekends? He is nearly 11 years old, very friendly, had never had a accident, is short-haired and shaved so he will not shed, and he will never leave my ofice.
His answer: Your dog is welcome anytime.
Now, all that I wrote is true. But not totally truthful. This Addendum should have followed...
Dear Big Boss Man:
In the interests of full disclosure, I must provide you with this Addendum to yesterday's correspondence in which I described my dog as an older, quiet, mannerly old fella.
1. Jack is crazy.
2. Jack is immune to prescription and over-the-counter canine sedatives as well as Benadryl.
3. Jack has a paper fetish.
4. And a bit too fond of ladies' unmentionables...which I guess isn't really relevant here.
4. At nearly 11 years, he is regularly mistaken for an 11 month pup.
5. And so on.
6. And so on. 
7. Ad infinitum.
8. However, you will be pleased to know that Jack shares an interest in the law. From appellate briefs
to basic research
to "Products Liability and the Search for Justice."
Jack joined me on a "test" Saturday last week. And he did phenominally well. He nearly knocked over an accountant, but in a loving sort of way. After cursory sniffs around the place and deep Labby eyes longing to properly sniff out every single blessed office and every single blessed cubicle, he promptly passed out."Mamma, enough with the flashes!"
Eventually, he realized that the law ain't nearly as exciting as Hollywood would have one believe.
"Seriously?"
"This is what you do all day?"
"Yawn."
6 comments:
Awww... so sorry things are bad enough that you feel you need your dog with you. Stay safe. :)
Nice to see a Jack post, along with the pics! I'm glad you threw in the classic with the flour all over the sofa-even though you were probably less than amused at the time... :)
Too, too funny. ☺
LOL he is so freaking cute!
So very cute! It's good to see Jack again. (And you.)
very funny pictures and descriptions, reminds me of my dog Maxine. nice blog, Gina
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