But currently, I am sitting in my office, not my home office, but the office office that I don't have to go to often. I am sitting here waiting for Travis to go to the house, get the truck keys, come to the office, and unlock the truck. Why am I waiting for this you wonder? Oh, that would be because sweet little puppy Lulu LOCKED ME OUT OF MY TRUCK.
I brought her with me to the office, because what dog doesn't like a car ride and she is new enough to the house that I am not so sure about alone time for her. When we got to the office, I left my keys and phone in the truck because I was parked in front of the big ol' open overhead garage door and was just running in to grab three boxes. Less than two minutes. I got my stuff done, headed back over to the truck, and I hear, "CLUNK." That was the clunk of the doors locking. With my keys, phone, and dog inside. I looked up and saw her propped up on my door handle, with her little head tilted, looking at me all, "Oh hey hi!"
Since none of us are at the office very often, there is no office phone. While weighing my options, I stood there like an idiot for a couple minutes, talking to the dog through the closed window, trying to get her to put her paws back on the door handle and magically hit the unlock button. Shockingly, that didn't work. So, I headed to our neighboring offices to ask to use someone's phone. Fun fact about our office space: it's part of a handful of office condo type spaces, each one with it's one entrance, and very few people are actually in them frequently. Nobody was there. Then, I headed down the street to the city utility company to admit to a bunch of strangers that I let myself get locked out of my vehicle by a 13-1/2 week old puppy, and ask if I could use a phone. They were very nicely laughing at me as I called Travis.
Bingo bango, 35 minutes later, the doors were unlocked, and this little girl at least pretended to look sheepish.
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