It’s been a challenge keeping up with the demands and deadlines at the office these days. Thank goodness for my home office assistant! She tends to so many tasks. I don’t know what I’d do without her.
She is an excellent technician.
Mama, I put the paper in the printer! It’s good to go!
She keeps me on track.
Mama, look at the time! Your nine o’clock Zoom meeting is about to start! Can I join in with ya?
She’s a great second set of eyes.
Mama, I’m done reviewing the public report you drafted for that project called Las Vistas. I caught some typos.
Break time!
“Reeow,” Samantha says, still staring. She gently lifts her left paw, not quiet all the way off the countertop then puts it back down into a ballet stance—
Being only about five feet away from my next-door neighbors and with all of us having windows wide open now in the midst of summer, I wonder what they think, hearing my daily chats with my cat. One who didn’t know better would think I was talking to a human child. “I wonder if they think I’m a little crazy,” I say to Samantha, giggling. But don’t we all talk to our cats, dogs, whatever our species of pet may be?
The crazy thing is that I believe Samantha Jo understands me. Her eyes say it all.
