I’m not sure who approached Mike’s week in New York with more trepidation, Heather or I. Heather has taken care of me solo before, but not for that long a time. Would she be able to handle it?
The day Mike left, my pal Lynn stayed with me because Heather was on the last day of a big corporate powwow in Philadelphia. But Heather came back that same night, so Lynn went home, leaving Heather in charge of me all by herself for the rest of the week. I now realize it has been a good thing for Heather to get lots of that management experience at her office, because it came in handy. She did a pretty good job with me, I must admit.
Heather provided plenty of activities, too. We didn’t go on any long walks like I get with Mike, but I got plenty of exercise fetching my ball. I also spent a couple of days at Heather’s office, much like when Mike and Heather used to go to work with their dads when they were on a school break. Lots of people came into Heather’s office to see me holding court in my canvas chair, and I had frequent dog interaction with Shasta, Cash, Jake and even grumpy Tara, who all came to the office on the days that I was there. We all got along fine. Heather took me on an elevator excursion each day to explore the upstairs, but unfortunately the big room where we used to throw my ball is now off-limits, being renovated to sublet to a new tenant. Luckily, Heather figured out that the grassy path between her office building and the one next to it is perfect for playing fetch, and each day she threw the ball for me about 30 minutes. That tuckered me out sufficiently that I was happy to nap until we were ready to go home. Even with Daylight Savings Time, it was already dark when that finally happened.
Not to worry, however. When Mike got into Heather’s car, I jumped right into his lap in the front seat, and he seemed really glad that I was wiggling around and biting his nose all the way to downtown. Staying home with Heather in charge was cool for a couple of days, but, truth be told, life is much less stressful when the whole pack is together – and I’m the one in charge.