[Brewster lets loose on a California Beach. Photo by Pat Phelan]
I don't know how I missed it, and I hope you didn't, but Friday was Take Your Dog to Work Day, an event sponsored by the Humane Society and Dog Sitters International, and supposedly honored by millions of worksites.
If you have a dog, I hope you did something special with him or her on Friday. If not, I advise you to give yours a belated treat.
Friday was one of the few days that I did not take my dog, Brewster to work. I have not yet brought Brewster to the WorkFast Studio. I also had lunch with Victor D'Allant of the Skoll Foundation at an outdoor cafe in the San Francisco Ferry Building where I am sure health officials would have gone apoplectic, had Brewster joined us.
But I work a good portion of every day, right here, in this home office, with Brewster laying nearby. I spend a good portion of my life with Brewster in the backyard, in bed, on beaches, examining the bushes of neighbors on walks.
It never fails to amaze me how close humans can get with animals, how much simpler and clearer are our methods of communicating between secies. How much faster they become trusted friends, how much less disruptive they are than other family members.
