I'm surprised that I get anything done throughout the day.  Constantly, as I'm typing away at my laptop, one of my two dogs come up to me and nudge my hand.  "Pet me!" they seem to scream.  For the first dozen nudges, I'll pet them for ten or twenty seconds and then, back to work I go.  After the twelfth nudge, though, I have a hard time realizing that they just want some love.  It's at this point that I want to tear my hair out.