I thought I was a Pup of Leisure.
Mom recently got into the habit of hauling us to the office with her and now I spend my days surrounded by paperwork (literally)!
And the buzz of electronic machinery.
I even had to attend a meeting in the talking room.
Ginger’s not paying attention!
So, I’ve already been invited to a bored meeting; I now see how it got it’s name.
Huh? Even my attention is waning.
The first day I came to the office, I started out taking dictation.
Uh huh, yup, I’m listening….(snort, snarf, snoozzzzzzz).
They didn’t even let me take off my coat first, but at least I got to bring my own chair.
wutz that? yes, yes, I’m listening…
dictation is h a r rr d .
Of course, Princess didn’t have to work.
As soon as I’m rested, I think I’ll go to the water cooler where the real action is…
After proving my abilities though, I got promoted; now I get sent out to fetch lunch.
i have to watch out for princess too (don’t forget that I’m the boss)
come on ginger, the food is better at this truck
I wonder What’s for dinner? or betteR yet, I wonder what Mom iz cooking for dinner?
I think tomorrow I’m gonna call in sick