Did you ever have one of those mornings when you don’t feel like doing anything? I was in the middle of a fabulous dream about finding a secret room filled with dog treats, when I heard Doc’s alarm go off. I don’t care what anyone says, 4:40am is too early to get up and go anywhere, especially to work, but I Don’t make the decisions around here.
While Doc was getting dressed I decided to come up with some excuses so that I could stay home. As soon as she came into the kitchen I told her I couldn’t go to work. “Why not?” she asked with some suspicion in her voice. I started with my top excuse. ” I feel too grouchy because I did not get enough sleep. It would be better for the patient’s if I stayed home. No one wants to be around a grouchy therapy dog.” I said with all the sincerity I could muster. ” Besides”, I stammered on, I think I may be getting sick.” ” With what? ” Doc asked. ” ” I think I might have that sleeping disease Trypanosomiasis. Look how exhausted I am,” I pleaded. ” ” Nice try, Grover, but that disease is only found in Africa, you haven’t even traveled outside of Ohio. Now get up, eat your breakfast and lets go to work. No more excuses.”
I did what Doc asked me, but I was not happy about it. When we got to work, I just decided to stay in my dog bed and stew about not getting my way, when suddenly I had a thought. Since I am a full time employee I have my rights too and came up with a plan. I decided to contact that nice lady Margaret, in human resources to let her know that Doc was creating a hostile work environment for me. But while I was plotting my revenge, I must have tired myself out thinking and I fell back into a deep sleep and didn’t wake up until a patient entered the room and said to Doc “Grover sure has it easy, it must be nice to be able to sleep on the job and get fed treats all day.” And with that, I knew no one would come to my defense as a witness. Sometimes you just need to let go and move on.