Tell me something, humans, why is it that you act grouchy when you say you've been "working like a dog"? I don't understand what is so awful about working like a dog because, hey, I'm a dog and I have a job, and I happen to like riding to work with my parents every day. All I gotta say is if "working like a dog" is a bad thing then why do I have such a pawsome time with ...
the white haired people at the nursing home? They always smile when they see me coming. I don't know why they smile and pet my head so much but if it makes them happy, then I am happy too!
And speaking of happy....I was very happy to meet this fashionista, Lula! I never thought about wearing flowers on top of my ears until I met this nice lady! She was the best dressed lady I've ever laid eyes on and I want to be just like her when I grow up!
And why do I enjoy my other PFF (Pug Friend Forever) friend, Isabella, so much? She's a silly girl, that's why! I mean, who can resist a pug who thinks she can win a game of "hide-and-seek" with a coon hound like me, anyway?
And why does "working like a dog" seem like fun when I'm playing with my Samoyed friend, Tundra?
And after a long day of work, dear humans, I am not grouchy; instead I am a dog with a job and I couldn't be happier!