Accidental Baby Talk in a Meeting

I don't think I'll ever recover from this. My soul has left my body and is currently

applying for jobs in another dimension. For context, I am a 25 year old male and have been

at this new job for about three months. My boss, Mark,

who is in his 50s, very serious, and ex-military, is a great guy but incredibly formal

and intimidating. I'm still in the desperately want to impress him phase. So,

we're on this end-of-day Teams call. There are about ten of us. The call is wrapping

up, and my dog, a giant, lovable Golden Retriever named Bear,

starts whining by the door. He needs to go out, and he's getting impatient.