The clinic where I work has a kennel and a doggie-daycare. On Tuesdays, which is my longest day (12 hours), I bring Fenway to work with me. He loves to go to school to "play with the other kids". He knows when I'm getting ready for work and follows me around like a lost kitten, rubbing up against my legs and not letting me out of his sight!
There are certain other "kids" he likes to play with, and they're the Tuesday regulars. I watch him proudly through the viewing window as I work, a few moments stolen in quiet watchfulness. He's generally pretty well-behaved, but sometimes goes overboard with the humping and the rough play - he is a teenage boy, after all. He comes from the school of hard knocks - a doggie version of South Boston! Having 2 older sisters is no joke!
|"Mom? Is that you out there?"|
|Home is where you can snooze on your back in the sunbeams|