Let me see if I can explain this in a way that makes sense.
This is my desk. It’s a partners’ desk, but I use all the available surface and only sit on one side.
I sit with the bookcases to my right. About 12″ to my right are two file drawers. I use a recliner when I work, so I can put my feet up, rock back and forth or just change position easily. It’s an oversized La-Z-Boy recliner, so it’s big – and wide.
Stanley whines when he wants to come up and join me. Stanley is the MOST verbal dog I’ve ever known. I defy you to be dictating when he whines. Sometimes I let him up and he jumps up on one arm and walks over me to get to the right arm. There he sits in a curled up ball, making it almost impossible to type.
Most of the time I tell him, “No, Stanley, I have to work.” He then sits on my feet and pouts.
The other day I had a brilliant idea to find something to bridge that gap of about a foot between the arm of the recliner and the file cabinet. If I could find something with the right measurements, I could put Stanley’s blanket there and he could sit there while I worked. He would be right next to me, but I would still be able to type.
Voila! The above table that I bought. It is 11.5″ deep and 24″ wide. It’s also short enough that I can push it under the desk when it’s not in use.
I don’t know if y’all have adapted your lives to your pets, but there is no end to the adaptation in the Ranney household. When the table comes I’m going to put it together and hopefully my brilliant idea will work. I’ll post pictures one way or the other.
How about you? Have you changed your life for your pet?