Working from home: A dog’s perspective

She has been here a lot lately, my human, in my house, tapping on that black screen thing, her face looking at it with such concentration. My human. My human is here and she is so close to me.

I don’t know why she bothers with the black screen, there isn’t any food coming out of it. Maybe it’s a machine that makes food, I don’t know, all I know is she is in my house a lot more these days and it’s great.

We have so much time together and I can look at her more.

Some mornings she wakes up early, changes into stretchy black and white clothes and takes me for a run with her. I like it she is here more; it might even mean I will have extra food. I think it will mean I will have extra food. 

She says there is a virus going around and dogs can’t get it. I think she was really concerned we could. Our day’s together start out roughly the same, she gets me up and we go for a run. Sometimes we see other humans, and when we do, we make sure we don’t get too close to them (which works for me because the other day, I saw a dog and barked very loudly at it. I couldn’t stop it. I knew I shouldn’t have but it was impossible)

We then come back to the house, make a hot drink then the day begins for her. She talks a lot via her headphones on that screen. She also laughs a bit – maybe her new situation is funny, maybe it’s not.  I do not really know whom she is speaking to but she feeds me treats so I don’t really care. 

Around mid-day, she eats herself. I am asleep next to her and it is the best. When she moves I get up, stretch and follow her everywhere, I can’t help it.

I walk around the house making sure everything is secure. Sometimes I see enemies - cats, squirrels and birds – but it’s ok because I make them go away because I am fearless and must defend my home and my human. I am very good at protecting my house. You can never be too careful with things outside.

One time I saw a yellow ball outside and (not to show off) but I totally showed that ball who was in charge. Me.

Now it’s dinner time. It is the best time. Before my human was here so much, she would come back from wherever she had been (I think the place with the silver floor, she took me there once), and I would know where she was even if she hadn’t walked through the door yet. I would wait, bark, then run back to the window and bark again, and then she would be in my home. 

When she is eating her dinner, if I sit and look up at her she gives me some of her food. I have to stay like this, still for around five minutes and she eventually gives me a bit. I like her human food but I have to eat it quickly in case it disappears. I don’t think she knows this but if I sit next to him, he also gives me his food from where I am, under the table.

We then sit on the sofas; my humans sometimes drink from glass bottles. Under my careful supervision they chat and then everyone goes to bed, ready to do it all again tomorrow.