One of my bestest internet friends, Ariel, gets to take her Sassy to work, and I think that is about the coolest thing ever. In fact, if I am not mistaken, dogs at work was one of the reasons she ended up a dog owner--she fell in love with a co-worker's Boston Terrier.
Anyway, I was thinking of what it would be like if I took my dogs anywhere to work with me, and I can't do it without laughing. Tootie and Cooper would not be good @work hounds. Here's how the day would go:
Upon arrival Tootie would enter the room at full speed, then proceed to give hearty, I'm-going-to-climb-up-to-your-face love to anyone willing to take the full-on assault. Cooper would run around sniffing and whining.
Anytime anyone spoke on the telephone, Tootie would come sit in front of them and stare. As if they were talking to her. God forbid anyone have an important discussion while Cooper is sleeping, because he would, if he were at my work, let out a loud, reverberating moo, much like the noise cattle makes. If you've never heard a dog moo in its sleep, well, it can be distracting.
There would have to be outside time, because if not Tootie would stand at the door or window, whichever, and bark. Incessantly. At lunch she would spend the entire half hour on her back two, hopping around with her front paws in the air checking out everyone's spread. If you gave her a bite of sandwich, she would not mind. If you did not, that would be okay, she would find some of your important documents and eat those instead.
If there was a couch or large chair, Cooper would sit on the back of it, like a cat. He would not tear the couch up, as he is light and nimble, but it is still unacceptable office behavior. If I brought a rawhide to keep them occupied, Tootie would stalk around with her chew in her mouth, making guttural growling sounds if Cooper dares near her. She would then wolf the treat down in record time, then lay panting in the floor with an audible belly ache.
They would fight. They would hump at each other unsuccessfully. It wouldn't be that awesome, I don't think.