A Typical Day

A Typical Day

(during the week, that is)

So.. I talk to you about Beauregard a fair bit. I love him so much. But honestly? He's not terribly bright. OR.. he's super-smart, and constantly out-thinks us... and flat-out refuses to co-operate. I'm not smart enough, quite frankly... to know which way it is!

At any rate... a typical day for us... is to get up... get dressed.... and head into the office, stopping at Tim Horton's for our morning coffee... and bringing Beau with us.

Once we get to the office, I fill his water dish... hubby makes sure his bathroom mat is down to go potty *inside*... (it's a constant battle to get him to go outside). He'll go for a long play or walk outside... and run home or back to the office... to get INSIDE to go potty. Yeah. Like I said... dumb as a post... or much smarter than any of us, with his own way of doing things. He spends his day at my feet.

Here I am, at my desk... Looking engaged... um... ok. Not so much. But I am LOOKING!

Now... where do you find Beauregard?
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Well... initially, you can find him watching my every move, to see if I'm going to get up from my desk. Then, he eventually decides to rest....
..... and then... he looks like this.....

Keep in mind, this is directly under my chair. You can see the wheel of my chair by his head. THEN.... when he REALLY settles in for his morning nap?

This is how you will find Beauregard....

.... and there you have it! My typical day, is spent TRYING to work, around a very dopey (or exceedingly smart), little Puggle, that spends his every waking moment, watching my every move!

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