As I write this, one of my dogs is snoring at my feet while the other attempts to climb onto my laptop to force a cuddle session.
Yes, I have tried to explain to him that if he’d just let me finish writing this first, then I would be done faster and he could have my whole attention, but you try explaining that logic to a determined shih tzu.
(And if there are any typos, please blame the dog.)

I’m sure parents working from home with children around are having a more difficult time than those of us with animals, but in some ways, they are pretty similar.
I mean, my picky dog isn’t insisting on the crusts cut off his sandwiches, but he does require his kibble softened for him.

Otherwise it’s too crunchy and he would rather starve than chew his food. The vet says his teeth are great, so he’s just a picky baby.
The other dog will eat anything you give him or that he finds in the garden. So also very child-like.
But even though kids don’t necessarily listen, they at least (mostly) speak the same language.

Your mileage may vary depending on the kid and their age, but you can at least attempt to reason with them.
Meanwhile, I’m stuck lifting a 15-pound dog off my computer every five seconds and then fixing the random keystrokes he added to this draft.

But he’s not deterred, and since I do intend to give him a good cuddle in, oh… another couple of sentences, he will win this battle in the end.
I don’t really mind so much anyway. He’s adorable, and I love his squishy little face.
Cuddle time!