Slow Day at the Dive Shop

Here's what happens when it's a slow day, and I am procrastinating.

I decided to let Griffen have at the remaining crumbs in the box of dog biscuits. And by "let Griffen" I mean I jammed the box onto his head and laughed my ass off as he thrashed around with it.

And then the phone rang. So I talked to the potential customer about scuba diving lessons. And then a customer came in, and I talked to him about getting tanks filled. And then I walked back behind the counter, where Griffen so patiently waited....

...for me to take the empty box off his head.