Spike and the Colonel

Sharing a quiet moment together this morning.

Good Day

The weather in Jackson is AWESOME! We have taken full advantage. I
took the kids for a big wheel ride. Spike tagged along. He's pooped.

Spike at Work

Listen to Spike at the Office:

http://2.recordertheapp.com/6c12f9bff27c3fc5e9ab

Poll Update: Spike v. the Paralegal

 Wow. With just 18 hours remaining, Take Spike to the Office is winning by a wide margin of 16-2. But before Spike gets too cocky, Eva (the paralegal) may have her say yet. I think the results are starting to scare her into making some pretty underhanded maneuvers - moves that at one time I would have guessed to be far beneath her. 

First, she admitted that both votes for Leave Spike at Home were from her, a clear violation of the polling code of ethics. Second, she suckerpunched him with the, "I think I'm allergic to something in the office," yesterday. Using allergies to defeat the integrity of the poll and the voice of the people is pretty low if you ask me. 

Eva has not hidden her resentment from Spike. The tensions between the two have been rising. Now, everytime Spike chews on her purse or bites her leg she yells at him as though it's some kind of big deal or something. Just a few weeks ago she would tell him how cute he was. The other night, when we had to take Addie to the Doctor in Memphis, I had to leave unexpectedly from the office, and I had Spike with me. I half-jokingly told Eva she could take Spike home with her for the night. She couldn't even be a sport long enough to go along with the joke and laugh as though she would. 

She just said, "Uh-Uh." And I'm her boss.

Who will win this epic battle? Spike, the cute cuddly bulldog puppy? Or Eva, the tired, chewed on paralegal? Let your voice be heard. Vote now. You've got 18 hours. 

New Poll Question

Spike came into our lives at Christmas via Santa. I'd always wanted a bulldog. I think they look cool and I like the idea of a fat, lazy dog laying around, as opposed to a hyper little yapper. AB (the wife) was wanting a house dog.  I think the kids would enjoy having a dog that they raised from a puppy. The timing seemed right. 

The week after Christmas, we learned that AB had a stress fracture in her hip/leg. Thus, she could not walk the new house dog. Spike can't make it more than a couple hours without having to relieve himself. I didn't have anything else I could do with him at home, other than make him fend for himself outside all day, so I took him to work with me. He's been coming to the office with me for about two or three weeks now. 

AB will hopefully be off the crutches soon, and I'm trying to figure out if this dog at work thing is going to continue. 

Spike's not so bad at work. He mostly sleeps on the floor under my desk or in his crate. His main office flaws are that he occasionally chews on a computer cord, a client, or my paralegal. He has ferocious gas and snores louder than my mother-in-law. I also feel slightly embarrassed walking him into my office each day, worried people might think I'm a dog freak or the equivalent of the crazy cat lady. 

Mostly, it's fun having him around. It's also made him a pretty well trained dog. He knows I'm master. He wants to go wherever I go. He's good on the leash. He's just about completely house broken. Most the people that meet him think he's cool. 

So, that's the poll question for the week. Should I bring Spike to work or leave him at home? Here's a picture to help you figure it out.

This is Spike sitting in my car on the way to work.