Some days, being a dog owner is a hilarious thing.

(Okay, almost every day being a dog owner is hilarious, but whatever.)

I haven’t had experience with all of the breeds, obviously, but after 26 years, I can honestly say I have never met dogs like my Boston Terriers.

Sleeping on a pillow on my lap. That pillow was meant for my laptop...
Sleeping on a pillow on my lap. That pillow was meant for my laptop…

Oscar and Lucy aren’t truly satisfied unless they are somehow touching me.

In fact, sometimes I think they won’t be truly happy until they are somehow living attached to me, or in my skin, or something equally creepy. Like, if I strapped Oscar into a Baby Bjorn? He’d probably be the HAPPIEST EVER.

This can make days I’m working from home very challenging.

Allow me to demonstrate:

"What are you doing?"
“What are you doing?”
"Are you working?"
“Are you working?”
"Oh, didn't see you there - are you busy?"
“Oh, didn’t see you there – are you busy?”
"Why are you working?"
“Why are you working?”
"No, it's cool. I'm comfortable on your lap. No need to move."
“No, it’s cool. I’m comfortable on your lap. No need to move.”
"Is it cool if I sit right here?"
“Is it cool if I sit right here?”
"Are you working?"
“Are you working?”

(All photos taken from my LAP.)

And, to further demonstrate, this is them RIGHT NOW:

"We'll just push this laptop away, NBD."
“We’ll just push this laptop away, NBD.”

I’m struggling to type this on a laptop that is almost falling off the couch because Oscar and Lucy keep shoving it over to get more comfortable.

Lesson learned: Some days, you need to sacrifice a little bit of productivity for puppy cuddles.

It’s always worth it.

(Even if you have to stay up late to meet deadlines after the fact.)

Happy Monday.

xA