I love watching dogs play. I could just lie down in the grass and watch them for an hour at a time. I know this, because I’ve done so.
In fact, funny story: my last telephone job interview, I took my phone out and sat in Rincon Park, under the giant bow and arrow. And watched the dogs run around and play madly, while I talked on the phone to some guy about a programming job. He paused, pretty early on, and said, ‘Uh… is that a dog barking?’ And I said, ‘Yeah,’ and didn’t volunteer any more details.
I didn’t get offered the job, but I did get to pet some dogs, and then went to work at Hipmunk anyway, so that worked out just fine.
When the floppy ears fly up above their heads it always makes them look so surprised.
