My boss has gotten it in her head that I need a dog, a schnauzer from a rescue group to be exact. So for the last couple of days I have been vigorously refuting her arguments.

Well, it seems that I have failed, because this morning when I got to my desk a furry little whimpering critter was sitting on my table. Thankfully the critter came with a battery and not a bladder. I’m hoping that she will be satisfied now and agree that we have reached a happy middle solution.

So if this is to be my new “pet”, he/she will have to have a name (and maybe even a gender). I’m open to suggestions.