The Biscuit used to helpfully only bark at drunk people. I realize this is probably not an issue for most people, but for us it was really helpful to know ahead of time if the person wandering up to our door in the middle of the night was a) a student, b) a stranger stuck on a stretch of highway with no other source of aid for twenty miles, or c) someone drunk looking to start trouble. All of which happened with some regularity.
Then when we moved, he didn't have drunk people to bark at, so he took up barking at the garbageman (he always succeeded in chasing him away, and therefore always continued to bark at him) and the Schwans man, but in a slightly different, where's my treat, sort of way.
Now he's deafer and doesn't really bark at anyone.
When we got a new Schwans man, who was not as well versed in the way of the Biscuit, he showed up the first week with no treat. You should have seen the disdainful look Seabiscuit gave him.
Salsa doesn't wake up for things that go bump in the night; she values her beauty sleep. She's also the last one up in the morning.
OK, now I've looked at all my email and hopefully identified everything that needs my attention. Should be able to start actual work after lunch...
Do you like Schwans, Leise? Especially for meat?
I am in a screen-sharing meeting with my coworker, watching her edit my stuff.
Answer my questions, people!!! Arrrggg. I'm actually kinda out of work until I get some answers and then I'll be buried. I'm trying to figure what I can do to prep without creating double work for myself without much luck.
So I'm doing some of my volunteer stuff instead, including my post about the horse we won for our program. It is pretty cool, but we weren't aware of the costs needed to bring him home. That had been unclear in the fine print and was just clarified. The Program Director and Volunteer Coordinator are headed to Tennessee this weekend to meet the horse and go through the formalities of transferring ownership.
In lighter news, dog train!
Also, a dreaming wombat (something from Australia that (probably) won't try to kill you.
