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Today was dogtastic at Clearleft. I knew in advance that Daphne the dachshund was going to be coming by���Kate had given us all the heads-up. But when I arrived in the office, who should greet me but …Poppy the beagle!

I hadn’t seen Poppy in years. But she remembered me. See, when Poppy was just a young dog, we’d play together. I’d get the dog all worked up into a frenzy and then say goodbye, leaving Richard to deal with a hyperactive puppy. That’s why, even now, Poppy’s reaction to me is to howl in a “let’s play!” way.