Holmes is just a cute baby. He’s the office puppy this morning (all alone, without his Dad), and he’s loving it. He dragged the piddle pad out from the hall, barked at a passer-by (how dare they?), had some treats for standing when asked. All in all, he’s having a swell morning — and, therefore, so am I.
You look a little bored, puppy. Do you want to see the tunnel? I keep a children’s play tunnel at the office. It squishes down and fastens into a small circle, fits in a box, hides in a closet. Holmes will be three months old tomorrow, so it’s time he learned about the tunnel. This will stand him in good stead later in life.