Work Work, Work!

I know that I've only been living in my new home for less than a week, but I'm impressed and surprised by the amount of work that goes on here!

My mama does so much... She makes sure that I have something to eat and water, and I think my food is delicious so that's good. Also, my water is wet, which I enjoy. She also takes me outside a few times every day so that I can learn about "going outside" which - between you and me - seems to be more of a euphemism  than what it really means, since I am really good at going outside. I love to be outside and smell the smells and hear the noises and chew the roots of trees and whatever else is out there. But, like I said, I think that when my mama says that I need to learn to "to outside" she means something else.

And, she has to be sure that my apartment is neat every day and - oh! - while I'm talking about that (excuse the tangent but this is exciting): I got new flooring in my apartment today! My mama wanted to be sure that when I walk around I have something bouncy to walk on and so she put in a new floor for me! Sure, it's not as pretty as the floor that was there but this way I can crawl into my bed or put my head down on slippers and have something soft.

Also, she makes sure that if I get something stuck in my fur (so far today, it happened twice!) that it gets clipped away and does not bother me. She's such a good, harworking mama!

Then, there's the other person in the house who it seems has the job of making sure that the music is something that good for dogs. Yeah, I know. That's about all that person does.

And, me, you ask?

Well, I, too, have work to do. I am in charge of making sure that any and every crumb of food that is on the floor is vacuumed up. By me. By my mouth. It's not a really hard job and it's kind of fun to find the places that there is an atom or a few atoms of food and for me to them make sure that it get cleaned up. And when I say "cleaned up" I mean "I eat it". It's a job that seems really important and so I am not sure how my mama was able to manage before I got here, but I'm happy to help out. I know that my food and my water and my apartment are all paid for by my mama, so it's the least that I can do to pitch in this way.

I try to do my job two or three times every day to be sure that the floor is super clean and that it makes my mama happy. And, I think that I'm doing a pretty good job, but I know that I need to stay focused when I'm at work.

And, that's how things are here and even though it's a huge amount of work for a little puppy, I can go to sleep at night knowing that I have put in a full day's work. 

Arf, Arf, Grr.

Ziggy