Every once in a while I get to pretend I have a dog for a week or two at a time. It's nice to loan them out instead of owning one, but one day I will have a buddy of my own. In the meantime, for the next couple weeks, I'll take Baxter out for at least 2 walks every day, have someone excitedly great me as I walk in the door, and have an office mate that only stretches and groans every once in a while.

He's not really drunk