My particularly crazy busy and therefore stressful week has continued into this week. Thus, I’ve been having some difficulty leaving work at work, especially when I go to sleep at night. Last night, I dreamt that I was the Director of our Department. All of my staff were dogs that spoke English. I always knew when they were frustrated because they would grunt loudly as they plopped onto their dog beds; which were their “offices” from what I could tell. It appeared that we got the business of running an agency done well enough. But I don’t recall ever paying particular attention to whether I was a dog too.
If I was, I hope I was a Bernese Mountain Dog. Aren't they cute? What dog would you be?
If I was, I hope I was a Bernese Mountain Dog. Aren't they cute? What dog would you be?
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I think I would like to be a German Shepherd. They look quite commanding, can be deadly but yet have a big, loyal heart and would go to the ends of the earth for those that they love. My staff would all be little terriers, running around, yipping and getting work done.
I love German Shepherd, obviously.
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