I have a mountain of paperwork to do, including vat return

so I brought it all downstairs to do at the table, rather than shut myself away from the dogs in my study. Izzy is a climber, and the latest game is getting on the table, I have taken her off with "NO" I don't know how many times this morning, but when she jumped up to pinch my bacon roll it really was the final straw. I picked her up and put her in her crate (I know, I know!) and she has been crying and barking for 15 minutes.

I'm now waiting for her to stop so I can let her out again. Feeling like a bad, bad mummy

and I can't get on with work ....