Animal Instincts |
At the latter stages of the week the workforce was
showing signs of tiredness, irritability and general grumpiness…
One of the staff brought in his new puppy, Fred.
The tiny little creature seemed forlorn with sad eyes and
a droopy tail – he seemed to embody the general atmosphere of melancholy.
We all looked at the puppy with a sense of oneness, of
primordial understanding. We felt compassion for his fear and sorrow at being
separated from his mother and siblings.
Then the boss arrived, seemingly insensitive to the fact
that we were all busy empathising with the puppy.
He shrieked and scooped little Fred up into his arms, roughly
rubbed Fred’s little round head and screeched “Hello! Hello! Hello!” in Fred’s
little velvety ears.
We gasped with shock at this outburst; we were concerned that
it might all be too much for Fred to cope with.
We needn’t have worried.
Fred responded to this assault by savagely chewing his
chin with his little needle-like teeth and leaving a substantial wet patch on
his shirt.
All of a sudden the mood of the whole workforce was lifted;
eyes were brighter, smiles abounded and there was even a hint of muted laughter
to be heard.
Everyone loves the little puppy.
It does seem to be true that it’s the little things in
life that make a big difference.
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