Three's company

It's bad enough to have one dog resting her head on your lap asking, "Is it play time yet?" when you're working.  It's worse when there's another one resting his head on the corner of your desk, and a third standing in front of the door trying to figure out how best to make you get up to give him a walk.

I might be able to deal with three dogs in terms of providing exercise and entertainment most days, but having three pairs of sorrowful eyes staring at me on days that I couldn't would be too much of a guilt trip.  I'd never get anything done.  Thank goodness I'm just dog-sitting.