I was particularly sleepy today. It's Friday and it's been a long long week of getting up early and trotting along to work at John's, where I am in charge of guarding the house and playing with Sox; John's dog. I know Louise works hard as a marketer - which is actually not running a market stall like I thought, she just tells people they want stuff, and Dave drives a lot of buses, but I work too. I have to stand by John's window and look at everyone in Disley going past, occasionally barking. I also have to run around the park with Sox. I'm faster than Sox and so I try to motivate him a bit. I do get a few naps but every job has perks, like Louise gets to ride a train and a tram, lucky!
Because I'm so tired from a long week I wasn't too keen to get going but when I was a bit slow to get off the sofa Louise said I looked guilty and asked what I'd done! How rude! I am a very good dog; I keep laps warm, water the outside plants, deter cats and greet delivery men very loudly. Louise better have a good apology tonight and gravy bones, especially as I emptied the kitchen bin to make sure those chicken scraps didn't get wasted. I'm too good to them.
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| How is this a guilty look?! |
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