Every day my dog attempts to interrupt my work flow by sitting on my lap and licking my face, and every day I have the same conversation.
“Indie, you know this roof we have over our head? And the Bakers Complete in yer bowl, and the bowl itself, and your designer harness… Well, I need to keep working to supply and maintain that stuff, and you’re not letting me get any work done.”
She never gets it.
