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.
So, I’ve already been invited to a bored meeting; I now see how it got it’s name.
The first day I came to the office, I started out taking dictation.
They didn’t even let me take off my coat first, but at least I got to bring my own chair.
Of course, Princess didn’t have to work.
After proving my abilities though, I got promoted; now I get sent out to fetch lunch.
I wonder What’s for dinner? or betteR yet, I wonder what Mom iz cooking for dinner?