Doggy Desk: The Corporate Canine Workplace

I have some big news. We found Bubbles in Chicago! It is a real doggie miracle. After three days of roaming the streets of Chicago a wonderful woman saw one of the lost and found signs and called. He is getting picked up tonight. I am going to have to have a real dog-to-dog discussion on the rules of playing in the yard. Until then… Welcome Back Bubbles!

Now on to some work issues around the office. I received an email from Tater asking why am I allowed to work from home. The answer is: just because I am not in the office, does not mean I am lounging around the house popping Vosges Haut Chocolat bonbons. Don’t I wish! Being involved in public relations means that I have to be out networking and staying on top of current trends. Today, I had a conference call with a Los Angeles client, Truman. Truman and I discussed the Fall 2008 trends. More to come on the trends in my next post. Until then, check out Truman.

I’ll have to remember to give this out when one of the doggies’ birthday comes around:

The Lonesome Puppy, by Yoshitomo Nara.

It’s the story of a dog so big, that it was undiscovered until a girl found a huge paw and decided to start climbing. This has to be the first time this pigeon has seen smiles drawn by Yoshitomo Nara.

Calling all Dogs!

My little nephew, Bubbles, crawled under the fence at his home in Chicago. Now we cannot find him. it has been 2 days. I have attached the poster here. Please send to all your Chicago friends. His Momma is very very sad. Bubbles was her best friend at home.

Please Help!

Woof! Woof!

Emma

At the office during the summer we have what you call “Summer Fridays”. This means that we come in around 10 and we get to leave at 1 to start our weekend adventures. We do this from Memorial Day to Labor Day. After Labor Day since we don’t have Summer Fridays we start back up with 4 pm Champagne Fridays, but that’s for another post.

Today I decided to start my Summer Friday at 9 am after a night out at Mary’s Fish Camp and a bottle of Rose Wine with friends. I am starting to decorate my new apartment and I need to find the perfect bed. Not too small but not too big. Not too soft and not too hard. And of course it must go with Mom and Dad’s decor. This seems to always be the problem. They just do not make beautiful modern dog beds for what I like to refer to the larger more voluptious breeds like me.

I found one at Design Within Reach but it won’t fit my round rump. I am sending this out to all the larger dogs and need help finding this. If you know of any great puppy beds just for me - send them my way. I haven’t been sleeping well because my Dad seems to think the Queen size bed is his. Can you believe that one?!?

Oh and as you can see from the photo. The bed needs to be large enough so I can have sleepovers with Tater.

It always happens… Sunday at 5 pm rolls around and it seems like Monday is right around the corner. An upcoming week filled with client meetings, drinks after work, and chasing after treats. Long gone are the morning, mid-morning, noon, and afternoon belly rubs. For all the working doggies out there: Do you ever get the doggy doldrums? I love the work, but I feel strongly that belly rubs should be part of my contract, do you as well?