so listen… i was planning on doing the “day in the life of danny” blog today… but i’ve got dog issues. and i need to talk.
charlie. my dog. charlie goes to work with me everyday and is always pretty well-behaved. and then last friday happened.
our company ceo is currently in the country (he’s usually in australia), and last week was his first time meeting charlie. luckily, the meeting went well and they like one another. also, when mr. ceo is here, he enjoys moving our lunch table out into the garden/patio area because “lunch is more enjoyable under open skies.” that’s fine, yeah? yes of course. except for… that’s where charlie usually plays/runs around during lunch (so he doesn’t disturb anyone).
so on monday, everyone agreed that it would be fine to keep charlie out there with us as we ate – and for the record, he was perfectly fine. and as tuesday, wednesday and thursday rolled around, he was a “very good boy.”
and then friday happened (she said again).
imagine for a moment, if you will, a garden/patio area with a quaint pond of big, colorful fish to the right, and foliage everywhere… and a table that seats 15ish people in the middle. on this day, there was a hose running from one side of the garden to the other; ending in the fish pond. also on this day, charlie was a bit more rambunctious (i think that’s the first time ever i have typed that word), than usual.
there is a sliding door that leads from the inside to the outside, and you have to step down when going outside. charlie likes to start running on the inside and, in jason bourne movie fashion, leap out into the garden. sounds cute, right? you bet your bottom dollar it is.
except…
this time when he jason-bourned-leaped… he ended up knocking the (turned on full blast) hose from the fish pond. which then, from it’s force, started spraying everywhere. and on everyone who was still out there. including mr. ceo. so then mr. ceo gets up to tame the hose (that’s what she said), and in his attempts to control it, it started spraying into the garden/patio area of the building next door… where people happened to be sitting at that exact time. so the innocent bystanders ended up getting wet. people from my company who were sitting at the table (including mr. ceo), got wet. and my dog got wet.
ironically, i happened to be on the inside watching when all this occurred.
so…
luckily, no one was mad. they were actually more concerned for charlie because all the commotion gave him quite a fright.
but i tell ya, it was certainly a sight to see.
