Holmes is a little lonely — even though he and his Dad had a grand frap this evening. Holmes came to the office with me today, and has already christened the carpet and warned off those strangers walking near my front door. This was not intended as his first office day, but he escaped from the puppy prison this morning. This evening, to avoid damage to his family jewels, I took out the pen’s side door, and bought him a little stool on which he can climb to get back in. At the office, he had no problem with the lead when we went outside, but he does have a problem with the grass: it smells great, a puppy can roll in it, carry leaves, but a real bathroom has shavings. Tomorrow I’ll bring Chase along and perhaps Holmes will mimic his Dad.
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