Too Much Excitement

So the little beast and I are being filmed for some Pet Partners advertising and promotional materials.  It's strange to be followed for three hours every Monday as we unload from the trailer, put our shoes on, eat some grass, poop (Trusty, not me) and then participate in class.  He has not had one accident because of this routine and the fact that he pees, everyday, at 11 AM.  EVERY DAY.  Out we go, he goes, back we go and all is well.  I pee, too, but the cameras don't follow us into the restroom.  They are there to watch us come out.  Yes, he goes with me;  it's the rules.  He does politely avert his eyes, though.  It's my own little reality show.

Yesterday, I took him to my former workplace in order to freak out my former boss.  It was also a good time to practice stairs and elevators.  Former boss is the most anal person I know, but what do you expect from an HR person?  No papers on the desk at night, no nails in the walls, no clutter or mess of any kind.  I knew he'd be in a meeting so we quite casually entered the office and walked about until I saw some coworkers.  Then, I opened the door of the meeting and strode in.  He wasn't surprised!  He just laughed.  I was bummed but everybody was delighted, so it was okay.  Trusty, of course, just enjoyed the attention.

However, our streak has been broken.   As we turned to leave, out popped three milk duds.  Former boss freaked.  I was so happy!