At left, from 1885 a copyright-free image of a pack of beagles. Thanks to wikicommons.
I'm at the shop. I'm working like a dog on new product creation which is a bit like new novel creation with all the fun parts sucked out through its nether regions by an industrial suck-hose.
I'm working like a dog.
Opportunity. (Say the word "opportunity" to the tune in Mel Brooks' masterpiece High Anxiety).
So, back to the grindstone. The WIP is not doing much of the "P" though I am about to blow out a couple fingers from typing.
I could use a dog biscuit. Or a good howl. Either way ...
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