I just got through with a conference call with several folks with one of my biggest clients. It happened quick and I found out about it at 7:30 this morning. We're trying to fast-track transmission feeds to transfer stations on good portion of the infamous new pipeline that is running through Oklahoma.
Rather than speed around and chase my tail I decided to handle it here from the house. I've got access to the server at the office, so reference material isn't an issue.
The call was all business with a couple of folks from legal, a couple of RW agents and facility engineers. It went real well until the "hired help" decided to get into a scrap directly underneath my chair:
It's really hard to be professional when you've got Australian Shepherds tearing the snot out of each other right at your feet...
I love making use of the "mute" button when I'm on a conference call. (of course you need to be aware, when you do that, and not make stupid snide remarks thinking the mute button is on.) That might not have helped with the rowdy dogs, though.
> It's really hard to be professional when you've got Australian Shepherds tearing the snot out of each other right at your feet...
Did you apologize and say that your dogs were starting their long weekend early? Or did you just say "sorry about the Muzak?"
As common as home offices have gotten, the sort of ambient noises you'll hear from time to time just keeps it all real. Of course my Dachshunds are pretty good at providing sound effects themselves, and usually at just the wrong moment.
Funny, wonder what the others thought? Some one was getting eaten by wolves?
I have had moments like that working from home, but for me it is the human children. Now I go into our bedroom that has a lock on the door.
I've had the same issue with my Aussie when she was the "Office Manager". Great looking pair. Love that breed.
happens here too. between Dad's Doberman and my 110 lb. lab which are constant fixtures here in the office, one rustle from outside (if they aren't completely passed out in the floor) immediately kicks off a "hey I heard something outside" bark-a-thon. And of course they have to bark at every client that pulls up outside, although neither is at all violent, both have an intimidating physique.
> Funny, wonder what the others thought?
probably jealous they couldn't bring their dogs to work.
Aussies
I can relate to your term "office manager". These animals are a breed of their own. They not only have the herding instinct embedded deep into their DNA, they are the nosiest animals I have ever seen, they have to be in on everything.
I tried to put a new valve on the waterline that comes out of the wall underneath the toilet last weekend (tight fit)....they had to have their snoots right there. I guess inspection services can be added to their resumes.
Every now and then I get to work out of the house too. And I have a similar dog problem.I haved a boxer. He does not bark or fight, but he can make you drop the phone and move out in an instant. My friends have come to recognise my not being on the phone and I can hear them saying, "MoJoe did it again, huh?!". Maybe I shouldn';t feed him chilli?
Uncle Jake has an Australian Shepherd
My great Uncle, Jake and "Percy" the wonderdog........
Have a great 4th! B-)
Looking at that mug shot, I see "Trouble" with a capital "T" that rhymes with "P" that stands for...
Well, you were lucky to get off so light with those notorious outlaws! 😀
Should have told the folk on the other end of the all that your collections manager was 'splainin' some stuff to a delinquent account.
Aussies
That made me laugh. There's been a few times when I've been working under the truck and she has to crawl in on all fours like they do to see what's up. And my wife wonders how she gets oil on her nose. By the way, she's taught one of the cats to do the same thing.
Try talking to a client while walking the Beagle, and the Beagle spots a coyote. Total berserk and no calming her down.
Aussies
>>And my wife wonders how she gets oil on her nose.
"Hand me that 9/16 wrench...I said wrench, not socket."
Wiener dogs Kent?
> > Of course my Dachshunds...
I’m sure your choice of canine breed was as exacting as the purchase of a new total station, a plate of barbeque or, well, anything really. So I had to ask myself what rigorous criteria would lead a discerning Texas surveyor to throw in with der badger hound? Are wiener dogs the most accurate of dogs? Do they have the best optics? Superior lock and tangent knob arrangement compared to all the other dog breeds?
No, that’s just silly. They are dogs, not high precision survey instruments. So what other factors would one weigh to choose this particular breed -
Their babe magnetism?
A possibility
Their ability to line dance with the lesser breeds?
? Where did you come from where did you go?
??Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe ??
No doubt a big consideration in the Austin area
Their patriotism?
A definite yes for an uber-patriot Texan surveyor
Their sense of style?
This gets us closer to the heart of the matter, being Texas and all , but there has to be some other characteristic to tip the scale from a Pug to a Dachshund...
Could it be their noble bearing and quiet dignity?
BINGO!!
Why did the cowboy get a Dachshund?
Because he wanted to get a long little doggie.......
Why Dachshunds?
You omitted one factoid, Mike. What is now called the hot dog in the US was originally called a Dachshund Sausage.
As for why Dachshunds, they're a feisty, intelligent breed. We had a Doberman once upon a time that the Dachshunds used to boss around.
Why Dachshunds?
> We had a Doberman once upon a time that the Dachshunds used to boss around.
When they weren't line dancing together, correct? There were actually 2 Dobermans and 2 Wiener dogs in this line dance, but the crowd was tight and rowdy, the action was fast I could only get a snap of the syncopated styling's of this couple.
{Edit - maybe they are Goose Stepping and in my innocence I thought they were dancing. Goose Stepping would make much more sense}
Dash Hounds
That is the correct spelling and pronunciation. Forget all that guttural East German stuff.
