DAY 406, Thursday, 4/18/13

Today, Maria, one of my buddies at work, wrote a note to Miranda. I told Maria that I wanted to send a message too, so she scraped off some of my fur and taped it to the envelope so that Miranda would know how much I miss her.

Anne told me today that she and her friend Dee go for a 3-mile walk every day at lunchtime and said they would be glad to take me with them any time I want. That sounds like fun. I get tired of being cooped up in the office all the time and would really enjoy going out for some exercise. I’m looking forward to that.

DAY 405, Wednesday, 4/17/13

Today we had another one of those meetings at work where the people in our office talk to people in another office over TV. It’s called Telemed. This meeting was with some big shots who work for the state in Phoenix. For most of the meeting, I just lay under the table at Bob’s feet and kept to myself. After about an hour, though, I’d had enough, and I started speaking up. The people in Phoenix were startled because they hadn’t seen me under the table. Bob explained that he had a service dog and that I liked to talk sometimes. They thought that was funny, and when they started to laugh, I came out from under the table. “Oh, I see his white tail,” exclaimed one of the women in Phoenix. Bob quipped, “Thank you for assuming that was the dog’s.”

DAY 404, Tuesday, 4/16/13

This morning when I was exercising, Bob said I reminded him of the movie “Dances with Wolves.” Well, it makes sense. After all, they were my ancestors. Tony asked if I knew how to do the merengue. I think he’s just jealous because I’m more nimble than he is.

DAY 403, Monday, 4/15/13

The office just wasn’t the same today without Miranda and Nancy. [Whimper. Whimper.]

DAY 402, Sunday, 4/14/13

Most of the day, the three of us guys just lay back and took it easy, but Bob and I did go out for a bit this afternoon. Our organization had a table at a gay pride event at the university, so we went to help staff the table. Bob talked to the people who came by about the work we do, and my job was just to sit there real pretty and draw attention. It was a pretty easy job.

DAY 401, Saturday, 4/13/13

Bob and Tony got up and went out this morning, and they didn’t take me with them. I figured that they had gone to the office, and I felt sorry for all the employees who would miss my smiling face. When they came home, though, they said that nobody was at the office because today was Saturday. I have no idea what that means. I wonder what they were hiding.

Tony has been making great progress with his physical therapy. In fact, he no longer needs the wheelchair. He now walks with crutches and sometimes even without them. Pretty soon, he’ll be able to run and play with me again. Last night, he even went upstairs and slept in his own bed. You know what that means, don’t you? Yep, I finally got my couch back.

DAY 400, Friday, 4/12/13

I’m so sad today. This was Miranda’s last day at work, and Nancy’s too. They’re two of my favorite people, and they’re leaving. I’m gonna miss them so much, and I know that Bob and Tony are too.

DAY 397, Tuesday, 4/9/13

Bob and Tony were so proud of me today. We were in the break room when one of the guys, Brian, dropped his sandwich, and it splattered all over the floor. I was close by, but I didn’t even try to go over and snatch up any of it. I just sat where I was like a good little boy. Everybody in the room was very impressed.

DAY 396, Monday, 4/8/13

Guess what we got today. SNOWWWW! Yeah. It turned to rain and then got all washed away, but it was nice while it lasted. We are supposed to get some more tonight and tomorrow night. I hope we got lots and that it sticks. I LOVVVE snow!

DAY 395, Sunday, 4/7/13

At the office, we have a board where people can post recognition cards for other employees. One of them is a thank-you card, another one is for a job well done, and the third is the “Rock Star” card. This week, I got a Rock Star card from Miranda and Veronica. It says, “To Biscuit: you bring joy and happiness to all of us! We just love this guy for making (our workplace) better!” In the corner, they wrote, “Oh, and Bob too.” Poor Bob: always an afterthought.