Day 12 with the Overherd

Last night was interesting.

For some reason I wanted my knees propped up. I have a somewhat triangular-cylinder-shaped foam “pillow” for this purpose, but it’s really constructed similarly to my bed wedge—e.g., firm and unyielding. And because I’m not that tall, my feet are suspended when this support is under my knees. Which has not led to happy sleeptime in the past.

Last night, however, I used Cozy Cow (in hir Pet Form) to rest my feet on. With Ike on the wedge and Overcow in my arms, it was very pleasant. If I had nightmares, I don’t remember them. Even if they didn’t have my parents!

Ike is apparently not only commuting cow, but also office cow. I hope I never forget him, but like the rest of the Overherd, he seems like he’d be okay if that did happen. But of course I would return for him. To tell the truth, I don’t think I’ll ever get a cow only for the office, because I like my cows to be home with me, too.

Today Ike accompanied me to both work and the bartender. More on the latter later.

Ike also accompanied me at work most of the day. No meetings, but a large part of the department did move shop, so there was a lot of settling in. One of my moving boxes consisted almost entirely of tea and tea preparation paraphenilia.

I still get lost easily, so it’s nice to a) finally have a GPS that talks and quickly recalculates routes, and b) have Ike’s hand to hold when the traffic snarls bring all progress to a halt. ((I don’t Cuddle and Drive. I… really don’t understand people who text and drive.))

And yes, oddly of the Overherd, Ike has hands, or at least, his front legs don’t end in hooves. If he ever needs to ride shotgun in some crazy dream chase, he could do it. His “hands” have little beads in them instead of just stuffing, so they’re nice to squeeze. Gund’s designers think of such strange innovations.

One of my transitive bosses commented today, while passing me in the hallway, “You have a cow under your arm.”

I said, “I know!” Although the tiny exchange did worry me. He’s three levels above me in the org chart. That sort of thing.

It seems okay, however; later on, he poked into our offices to see that we were settled in. He saw me with my cow again. And then he winked at me.

Whew!

Ike will not be attending meetings. Not everyone gets to bring an Ike, so it would be unfair for me to have one. :)

Man, I hope I don’t sound crazy. Of course, that ship may have sailed. (I can just see the previous paragraph being quoted somewhere out of context to “prove” I’m delusional….)

Large Round Cow is on her way, apparently, and may arrive as early as tomorrow.

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2 thoughts on “Day 12 with the Overherd

  1. I think I’ve just decided that I don’t want to be part of a workplace that doesn’t support or encourage its workers to carry around stuffed animals. This may mean I now have limited job opportunities. I’m okay with that.

    • My position (software developer) allows me to be quirky to a certain extent. It keeps me out of the upper echelon as well as the management track, which is only for the better, as far as I’m concerned. :)

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