You're a head boss working casually at your desk when the front desk calls you on your answering machine to let you know about a very agitated lady. You tell the front desk to allow her into your office.

You don't realize it but it’s Rhoda, the golden retriever who was standing in front of your desk heavily pregnant when you assumed she was on maternity leave.

“Listen, I don’t care if I look like a beached whale. I ain’t takin’ maternity leave until my god damn water breaks!”