DAISY THE DOG: BRING YOUR DOG TO WORK

Did you know July is Bring Your Dog to Work Month?

Cute, right? Adorable even. But let’s be honest—I’ve been celebrating that holiday weekly. Every month. Because if you can bring your emotional support dog-slash-co-worker-slash-adorable office mascot with you... why wouldn’t you?

Now, I don’t bring her every day—momma needs a break, and Daisy needs time to decompress from the emotional labor of watching me answer emails. But when she’s in the office, she runs the place. Well, after me. (Okay, alongside me.)

My husband and I have always had dogs. I have always had dogs—since childhood, through raising kids, and now, in the semi-sane “our-kids-are-grown-so-here’s-another-dog” phase of life. If I didn’t have one, I had two. At one point, I had three (not recommended unless your sanity is already on a tightrope). Every dog had their quirks and personalities. But Daisy? She’s the whole cake. Not just the frosting. The entire triple-layer, heart-melting cake.

Her story started two years ago, when my parents lost their beloved dog of 14 years. My dad was heartbroken and wanted another. My mom was emotionally unavailable for a new fur baby. So, I did what any loving daughter would do: I suggested a relaxing family outing—to a kennel. During the holidays. You’re welcome.

Walking into that kennel was like walking into a furry version of The Bachelor. So many adorable faces, all silently pleading, “Pick me.” I wanted them all. My husband wanted none. Naturally, we compromised. I picked one.

That’s when we met her—a nine-month-old black-and-white ball of pure anxiety. She was terrified. Shaking. Hiding in corners. Her version of “socializing” was trying to disappear into the wall. My husband was nervous. I was smitten. We took her home.

And immediately realized: she was my dog. She wanted nothing to do with my husband. In fact, she was flat-out scared of him. Her time in a kennel box with no socialization left her terrified of everything—cars, stairs, creaking doors, bands playing, you name it. She jumped. She shook. She panicked at the sound of air moving.

It took months to earn her trust—but we did. Now? She’s the queen. She travels like a pro (Florida, Canada, anywhere I go). She hops in the car like she’s ready to drive. She parades through Lowe’s and HomeGoods like she owns the joint. 

Daisy is glued to my side. And I’m glued right back. She’s not just a dog—she’s my co-pilot, my heart with paws, my slightly neurotic four-legged child.

So yes—July might be Bring Your Dog to Work Month, but for me, it’s just Tuesday. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

If you’re thinking about adding a furry friend to your life, please consider adoption. It’s a real commitment, but the love, loyalty, and life-changing joy these animals bring? Worth every muddy paw print. At Van Scoy Jewelers, we believe in giving animals the same kind of love, patience, and care we give our kids—because they deserve that kind of home too.

And if that home happens to include a workspace with snacks, squeaky toys, and the occasional Zoom bombing... even better.