I took Ozzy to work with me this morning a few hours before my shift.
I tied him to a chair on the patio (where I could watch him like a hawk) and he stayed in a down position right where I left him, even as a few people walked by in close proximity to him.
While we were eating, a mentally challenged man (he comes by every day and we give him a cookie) stopped to pet him. I was very proud of Ozzy, as he can be nervous with men. (Something we've been working on).
Everywhere where Ozzy is allowed to go, he goes.