I don’t have a dog – or homework, but my webmail seems to have eaten some very important e-mails that I was trying to save.
So if you are expecting something from me in the mail (I know Carmen won that contest) please re-send me your address because I have no idea what happened to it.
Before the era of digital recording, my transcriptionist’s dog chewed the tape of an important interview – before she transcribed it for me. That’s my best ‘dog at my homework’ story. (It turned out to be a nice change of pace to write the article from memory & notes instead of slogging through a transcript as usual.)