Work Stoppage

We’ve decided Hu-Dad’s busyness is interfering with our fun, so we’ve designed a work stoppage to block his desk.

work stoppage

Hu-Dad stepped out of his study for a few minutes. When he returned, he planned to roll his chair under his desk and resume his busyness, but we had other ideas. Our strategic placement prevents his access, a perfect approach for our work stoppage. We will issue our demands later… as soon as our afternoon nap is complete.

3 Comments

  1. Juno's mom on May 25, 2021 at 10:06 am

    Assuming that Landon was off bouncing around somewhere. 😀

  2. Jean Burkhardt on May 25, 2021 at 7:06 am

    I have never had that many dogs blocking my desk BUT I have had 2 so I know the feeling. I bet you didn’t have the nerve to chase the intruders(at least for a while Hu-Dad?)

  3. Max and Maya's momma on May 25, 2021 at 6:34 am

    Hu-Dad you should call “Spotsies” before you leave or you know that saying of Move your Feet Lose your seat! Tee-hee

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