Me and Maggie Rose head to the office after running around a bit outside. We need to pick up Internet codes. Winning friends and influencing people wherever she goes, paying attention isn’t her strong suit. (Hmm….Can owner traits be passed down to pups?) We visit, meet and greet with office personnel, receive our treats, and turn to walk out of the office. Excited to head outside, Maggie plows head first into the clear, clean, glass door. 60 MPH fast. She bounces like a dodge-ball off the head of the school yard bully. For a brief second she is flat on her back, stands up again, and in true Taylor Swift fashion, shakes it off. Ms. Nice Office Lady and I, torn between “OH, poor puppy” and laughing out loud—hard—choose laughter. Have mercy. The dog looked like the bird in the Windex commercial. BAM!!! Happened so fast, like a cartoon character. Love that dog. And she is A-okay. Thank goodness.
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