Bob is a spoiled wee monkey.
He has been around me his whole life. He doesn't mind when we go out and are not physically there, but if he can hear us and knows we're there he doesn't like being shut in a different room. When I'm at work he whinges and often barks and we can hear him ~ loudly ~ from the 'dog's room'. I decided that if I could get something that would keep him behind the reception desk, I would give it a go.
Anyway here he is!
this is waiting for Dad aka Lloyd ( with my lovely Cath Kidston satchel!)
note the novel use of a fire guard!
I think he's happier... and the patients seem to like him as he gets a pat from everyone that passes!
ah but he's a cute wee monkey
ReplyDeleteI thought he might be a lap dog but you'd have no lap left if he jumped on. LOL!
ReplyDeleteI couldn't resist giving him a pat if I walked past either.
Aw, he looks happy there!
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie patootey!!
ReplyDeleteI bet your patients love to see him! I always enjoy the stores and offices I frequent that have friendly animals there.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit I was a little nervous about what the patients might think, but everyone loved him, and I loved having him there.
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