One of the best things about my job is that our clinic’s offices share a hallway with the hospital’s charitable organization, and they have two golden lab “therapy dogs”.
A lot of the clinicians keep dog treats in our offices and once or twice a day the doggos will politely paw at people’s doors for treats and pets time. They are by far my favorite co-workers.
I worked at a hospital that has therapy dogs. There was a code you could call for the dogs. I can’t remember it now. It was like "Dr. Rover is needed in room 12” or something like that.
I used to work for a private air cargo company and at the time they were renting space from a private jet operator. The owners daughter worked out of the second floor office and brought her mixed breed dog with her everyday. The highlight of our day was when Olive would come down for a bathroom break or a walk and would stop by our office for pets and the “secret” treat. I don’t miss the job, but I do miss the Olive.
But at least now I mostly work from home so I get to spend every night with my golden snoring like a lumberjack behind me. She’s become so well known that during some meetings I’m asked to switch from the headset to speakers so they can say hello to her.
One of the best things about my job is that our clinic’s offices share a hallway with the hospital’s charitable organization, and they have two golden lab “therapy dogs”.
A lot of the clinicians keep dog treats in our offices and once or twice a day the doggos will politely paw at people’s doors for treats and pets time. They are by far my favorite co-workers.
Once or twice a day!? Why the hell am I doing this job??
I worked at a hospital that has therapy dogs. There was a code you could call for the dogs. I can’t remember it now. It was like "Dr. Rover is needed in room 12” or something like that.
The cutest thing is that the dog has a badge.
So they’re training dogs to trick-or-treat?
Tbh, not a lot of training required. They are really treat/love motivated.
I used to work for a private air cargo company and at the time they were renting space from a private jet operator. The owners daughter worked out of the second floor office and brought her mixed breed dog with her everyday. The highlight of our day was when Olive would come down for a bathroom break or a walk and would stop by our office for pets and the “secret” treat. I don’t miss the job, but I do miss the Olive.
But at least now I mostly work from home so I get to spend every night with my golden snoring like a lumberjack behind me. She’s become so well known that during some meetings I’m asked to switch from the headset to speakers so they can say hello to her.