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