After what could only be called an "unforunate incident" yesterday afternoon, I decided to bring Rosie to work with me. On Thursday evening we made a mad dash to PetSmart to buy her a work crate, which Noel set up in my office. We drove to work, spent way too much time exploring the sidewalk on the way, and Rosie managed to charm everybody in the office with her sweetness -- right before starting to bark.
We had a "working lunch" more than usual; there was no Kong of food, no Buster Cube. Just Rosie on a leash having to do tricks for her supper. Lots of "hop" to tire her out. There is some value to teaching the dog to hop on command.
Unfortunately, Rosie is still too much of an asshole to do well at work. She seems to think it's perfectly OK to bark all the time, asking to be let out. So no work for her until she can settle down and be quiet.
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