Dogs in the Office

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orked there a very long time. We took turns walking them and dutifully picked up their poops. It didn’t bother me at all because I’d grown up with dogs, and Dennis and I have always had lots of cats.</p><p id="1b83">I loved the giving out of treats and the times for cuddling. But just knowing they were there was a comfort. Somehow having a dog in the office, no matter how busy we got, was just the medicine we needed.</p><p id="65f4">I remember once leaving my sandwich on my desk at lunch. I had only stepped away for a minute, but when I returned, Mandy had jumped up on my chair and was busy eating it. It was such a sweet picture with her paws braced against the edge of the desk while she chowed down on whatever it was I’d made for lunch. I couldn’t ge

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Many times, in the last place I worked, my boss, Ken, would bring his dog to the office. Having the dog with us became an added responsibility, but we loved it. Over the years, three different dogs were our office dogs. Two of them passed of old age while I was there, so you can tell I worked there a very long time. We took turns walking them and dutifully picked up their poops. It didn’t bother me at all because I’d grown up with dogs, and Dennis and I have always had lots of cats.

I loved the giving out of treats and the times for cuddling. But just knowing they were there was a comfort. Somehow having a dog in the office, no matter how busy we got, was just the medicine we needed.

I remember once leaving my sandwich on my desk at lunch. I had only stepped away for a minute, but when I returned, Mandy had jumped up on my chair and was busy eating it. It was such a sweet picture with her paws braced against the edge of the desk while she chowed down on whatever it was I’d made for lunch. I couldn’t get angry with her….