Working at home affords a good bit of time with Ruby, our little Pomeranian. She likes to hang out in her bed while I work in the home office, and then we share work breaks going downstairs at lunchtime or out the house on a walk around the neighborhood in the afternoon. Our favorite time, though, is that variable time around dusk when the phone rings; my wife calls from to update what roads she will take home to overcome Beltway traffic.
Tonight was like any other night, when Ruby heard my wife's voice on the speakerphone and started to anticipate her return. It was enough to cause Ruby to lose interest in her bone and perk up for the door, awaiting the excited sounds from downstairs. Ruby and I both take the same stance, waiting for mama.