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God Love a (Good) Dog

March 13, 2012

I miss my dog.

Despite the fact that he can drive me absolutely nuts, I miss my dog.

See, I work for a company headquartered in New York, but I spend my time working from Oregon. About once every five weeks or so, I have to travel to the main office to meet with clients and team members. Traveling for work is never easy, but up until this trip, I’ve always considered it a bit of a respite from the general insanity of my home life. With one frenetic dog, four needy cats, a house that always needs to be cleaned, errands that always need to be run and a yard that always needs more attention than I have to give, sometimes the idea of escaping to a hotel room is attractive.

This week, however, I suddenly found myself missing my little dog. As 3 p.m. approached each day, I’d realize I was waiting for Cooper to put his head on my knee and stare up at me, imploring me to take him on his daily walk and spend a little time playing with him. Since I start work between 6:30 and 7 a.m., he knows that I generally stop between 3 and 4 p.m. to cater to him before making dinner and heading back to work to finish any projects that need to be completed by the end of the day. He looks forward to the little ritual.

Apparently, so do I.

It’s not a matter of worrying about him. I know he’s well taken care of — as are the cats. It really is a matter of how well this crazy little dog has woven himself so deeply into my heart, my space, my life.

He may be insane, but clearly I need a little insanity in my life.

From → Animals, Cooper

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