So, Penny and I have a new regular weekday routine.
A few of you may know, but last month I started working at a start-up biotech company that a couple of colleagues and I are trying to get off the ground. At the end of last year, we were scouting lab space and getting enough funding to pay the rent on that.
In January, we moved into some pretty nice space near the Torrey Pines Golf Course and started setting up shop. There are four of us (only one of us is getting paid, and it’s not me…) in about 1500 sq ft of lab space. One of the upsides of a terrible local biotech economy and so many companies laying-off and out-right closing down is the abundance of cheap (sometimes so cheap, it’s free) scientific equipment. That’s really helped us get set up fairly quickly. In the last couple of weeks, experiments have gotten under way in earnest.
However, for me to go into the lab everyday is a big change for Penny. Her whole time with us, I’ve been home (more or less). Now, she is going to have to learn to be a “workday dog”. We certainly didn’t want to crate her for 8+ hours and so we have gotten a tall gate to block her into the family-room-kitchen area. I’ve been steadily increasing my time out of the house, and so far, so good. Nothing gnawed to pieces and no “presents” waiting for me when I get back.
Sometimes, it’s hard to leave in the morning though, since I see this:
And then when I get home, I see this:
Now, I’m hoping that she just doesn’t stand there all day waiting for me to get back – I’m sure she relents at some point and settles in (but notice that the toys by the bowls have not moved…). Maybe we’ll have to install a “Pennycam”, so I can watch her during the day.
When I get home though it’s a joyful reunion and I reward her with a walk and a chance to stretch her legs and run on the mountain, which she really enjoys.
Long car trips and new routines, this pup sure sees pretty adaptable! Good girl.