Last weekend we went to an office party at my boss's lake house. We took Philip and he got along famously with my boss's dog, Willow, who is half greyhound and half husky. I like Willow quite a bit. I always try to coax her to come over and say hi to me whenever she visits the office. Philip was chasing Willow around their back yard. He couldn't really catch her because he is about half as tall and has no greyhound blood. But he made a pretty good effort. When things switched around so she was chasing him, he made a daring escape by jumping onto their raised fllowerbed and then onto the deck. I am really astounded that he did that, because the flowerbed was at least 3 and a half feet off the ground! At the end of the evening we put on a little dog show - we had brought props for Philip's tricks - and everyone seemed quite impressed. The boss said Philip should be on Letterman.

This hasn't really opened up any conversational avenues at work, though. I should know by now that it's not that easy :)

What this weekend has in store, I do not know yet.


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Jackie Mason | August 19, 2006
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Kris Weberg | August 19, 2006
I think it's also got to do with the fact that you can fairly quickly use up the "safe topics" which can be discussed with co-workers.

Jackie Mason | August 23, 2006
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