Every now and then we like to sit back, put the design to one side and share our office conversations with the world. (Already I am thinking this is a terrible idea).
I know the title of this blog sounds like a 9 year olds homework assignment (who am I kidding, it’s more like a 5 year olds!) but, I believe it is something we should all think long and hard about.
I’m not talking about fluffy puppies (although, awwwww) I’m talking about having ANY pet you want! Some of you are now thinking more along the lines of lions, tigers and maybe bears? As cool as that would be (imagine rocking up to that pre-9am meeting with a fricking lion! You certainly wouldn’t be fetching your own coffee, that’s for sure!)
What if you could have a pet that maybe doesn’t even really exist (they do) and are all mysteriously named ‘mythical’ (ie: totally real). Now, we’re not saying you can actually have one, so don’t get too excited. BUT, just imagine!
If you are a Harry Potter fan then you may be already thinking along the lines of a moody griffin called buck beak, or maybe you want a badass fire breathing dragon? I heard those ridgebacks can be absolute blighters to train! (Pretty sure there is a film specifically targeted at training them though..?).
My personal choice would be a unicorn. Even though I know some of you are giggling now thinking I’m an absolute pansy, but I think you’re wrong. A unicorn would be the best pet you could ever wish for. Let me elaborate. They are loyal, they share the same traits as horses (I presume) and will let you ride them to AND from work, and you’d save an absolute fortune on petrol! They have a lethal horn on their head for defending you in fight with other beasts and maybe even, if you ask nicely, your mother in law!
The more I think about it, the more I want a unicorn. I’m pretty sure that when I get one I will be the talk of the town and maybe that cute barista with the bob will finally look at me when I get my morning coffee, sigh. Now I just have to think of names for my future pet as I don’t want the poor thing to arrive and not have a name, he might not think he’s loved enough!
I’m torn between Tricia and blade.. Maybe I should give it a little more thought.