My boss is pretty tolerant of “take your foster to work” day(s). But this week I’m dog sitting so we have Ella, Bella, and our always-at-work dog, Zola. Quite the menagerie.
Ella and Bella hadn’t met before, despite Bella visiting and having spent the weekend. With Ella still in quarantine, there’s always been a door between them because of the resident cats. Fortunately, coccidia doesn’t cross species (both species have a version of it) so mixing at work is ok. Ella waivers between “What the hell is that??” when she notices Bella and throwing herself at the poor dog and biting her like a giant chew toy! (I can’t wait for her to be integrated with the resident cats — they’ll put a stop to those kinds of shenanigans!)
Unlike most of the kittens I’ve taken to work, Ella can’t jump over a low box that I’m using to block my door, so at least the door can stay open, which buys us some good will. although it means Bella isn’t free to roam. And Bella is looved at work. Her sweet, affectionate demeanor is always welcome.
Lunchtime is chaos with Ella running circles after her fish-on-a-stick toy in one corner, Bella making the rounds of the table for petting, and Zola competing for everyone’s attention. Zola really wants to play with Ella, but sometimes — I think because of her poor vision — it overwhelms Ella and she freaks out. I keep a watchful eye and “rescue” her if I think she needs it.
I’m also very fortunate to have co-workers who will watch one or the other if I have to go out or take Bella for her walk. Occasionally, if someone is going for a walk, they take Bella just for the fun of it. And recently, one of the dog people asked to hold Ella “for some stress relief”! Mwah-ah-ah … we really ARE going to take over the world.