Last time we saw Ed's beagle, Brass, he was poking his head in a dishwashing machine. This morning when he visited the office he hurriedly waddled toward Raphael's trash can (hence why he's a smidge blurry) and rifled through its contents until he found some day-old Chinese barbecue rib bones. If Ed hadn't dragged Brass out of the office, he probably would've sniffed our trash cans for the rest of the day, then moved onto other offices to rifle through their trash cans.
And no one could resist, because he's such a cute dog. (I made an indecipherable squeal of happiness when he shuffled into the room.) Check out more photos I took of Brass after the jump.
A rare moment where his tongue isn't hanging out.
On a mission to find food at the back of the office.
Ah, yes, there's the tongue!