I just had the great fortune of sitting for my parent’s pup Pedro for a week while they vacationed in Montreal. I’ve been a dog lover for as long as I can remember and it was wonderful to have a faithful friend to return to at the end of a working day. I honestly don’t understand why more employers don’t allow pets in the workplace. Not only would I be a model employee if I were able to bring one into the office, but I think it would make us all work a little harder if we had a few intermittent snuggles to look forward to, no?
When I’m president, I’ll make sure the “No Fluffy Left Behind” bill gets passed in Congress.
Sharing the bed with Pedro took some getting used to. I can’t keep still in the middle of the night, Bryan suffers from back problems, and Pedro likes to sprawl out like he owns the joint. On one particular evening after Pedro was softly snoring at our feet, Bryan was feeling a bit frisky. “Not in front of the pup,” I said before giving him a kiss goodnight and rolling over. But don’t feel too sorry for Bryan; it didn’t take us too long to get back in the groove. Has anyone else ever felt this way before, or am I the only prude who can’t get her freak on with a furry companion in the bed?
My heart sank a little when we visited my parents on Sunday to return a freshly groomed Pedro. Still hungover with fatigue after a very long Saturday spent at a local farmer’s market and a free concert at the riverfront, Bryan, Pedro, and I loaded up the car to head to upstate New York. Pedro knew exactly how to get there.
I miss the little guy so much, but it makes me anticipate the day when I’ll have my own. And despite my recent interest to participate in a dog fostering program, I’m going to hold off until I have a bit more living space. Because I have a feeling I’ll never be able to give up any of the pups and my 400 square foot apartment will start to feel really cramped.
Congratulations to Candice–she is the winner of the Sassy Steals giveaway! Stay tuned… Another giveaway coming… tomorrow!
i simply don’t allow my dog on the bed in those circumstances. it may take a few times of putting her on the floor or in her own little doggy bed, but eventually she stays off the bed and all is well. that said, ain’t no way i’m gettin down with the dog still in the bed.
It’s a mixed bag. True story: staying with friends, girlfriend gets frisky in the guest bedroom, special fun had by all, walk out to the question: what have ya’ll been up to? Oh, you know just hanging out talking. Their dog trots up and plants her nose in my crotch, sniffs and whines. Giggles in the room. Must have been a good conversation, eh? Busted by a pooch. Damn.
Fur babies make life better. Just my opinion. Though 400 square feet would be tough to share–I understand.
We just rescued a new kitten–and she is a little rocket ship of energy.
The only time Mojo was allowed in the bed was when I was living at home with my parents… so no freak was getting on in that bed, pup or not! He’s also a terrible bed and pillow hog, and I woke up on the very edge of the bed a number of times while Mojo lounged comfortably.
We do chase Mojo out of the room, though. He stares. Sometimes I feel it’s critical. “He’s doing that wrong.” :-p
You know, Bryan could have taken matters into his own hands. Well, at least one!
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I don’t think I’d be comfy with a third live anything in the bed either!
No pets in the bed. But I’m all for dogs in the workplace. Get on that “No Fluffy Left Behind” thing.
Awwwww! Maybe you can talk your parents into shared custody…. every other weekend? And yes, if there is a furry friend in the room when we want to be intimate, out the door it goes. Just can’t do it!
Oh Charlotte, try having TWO pups in bed with you. Seriously. Whenever things start getting frisky we have to totally kick them out of the bedroom… and then they scratch and wine until we’re done, lol.
And I so agree with you about bringing a pup to work, that would make EVERYTHING better.
You keep talking about getting your freak on with furry companions and PETA’s gonna be breathing down your neck girl.
Oh no, not with a live anything in the bed!
aww Pedro! Foster dog parenting sounds like a great idea. I agree though, more space would be nice. 400 sq ft would cause a lot of tripping over the puppy.
LOL! My dog runs upstairs when he knows we’re getting frisky and stands guard outside the door. I like to think he’s looking out for me, but it is awkward, when we come out and he gives Match a look, like, “I know what you were doing to my mom, and I don’t like it! ” Sooo funny!
awww…he is adorable!!!
What a cute pup! How’s her driving skills?
****How’s HIS driving skills?
Ooops!
cats are the same trouble in that department. foster parenting pets…that’s sounds great. if we had a bigger space. i would, too.