I have lots of jobs. I like all my jobs. They’re fun. Sometimes they wear me out. That’s why I have to take lots of naps.
One of my favorite jobs is to take Mom for a walk every day. We walk down the lane for the mail. We walk over to the creek. Sometimes we walk out into the meadow. Sometimes we walk the labyrinth. Sometimes Mom walks into the woods. I’m scared of the woods. That’s where scaries live. So, Mom doesn’t go far.
Sometimes we get in Blue Knight. That’s our car. And we go far away and walk with Rusty, my doggy friend. Or sometimes we walk with one of my human friends. Sometimes it’s just Mom and me walking through a town or along a path.
Taking Mom for walks is a good job. I like watching over her.
I also like helping Mom get her exercise. That’s when we play ball. It’s a good job. Mom gets good exercise when she throws my ball. And she gets to run after me sometimes to see who catches the ball first. I always win.
I have to help Mom make the bed every morning. That’s a fun job too. Sometimes I help Mom take the blanket and all the sheets off the bed. That’s even more fun. I curl up in the blanket and roll around. That’s when Mom pets me all over. Then she makes me get off the bed. I still help her even if I’m on the floor.
Mom throws the sheets way up to the ceiling. We watch them fall down. It’s fun. They spread all the way over the bed. It’s magic. Then I follow Mom all around the bed. We go to one corner then go all around the bed. From corner to corner to corner. Then she throws the quilt way up in the air. Just like the sheets. More magic!
Mom always pats my head and thanks me for being such a good helper. I am.
My favorite job is to clean my bowl. After I eat, I have to lick my bowl until all the food is gone, and the bowl is clean. I mean really, really clean. Mom always tells me what a good job I’ve done. That means a lot. I feel loved when Mom tells me I’ve done a good job. That’s why it’s my favorite job.
Well, maybe feeling loved makes it my favorite. And I really, really love my food.
Okay, I’m all worn out now. Writing my stories is my biggest job. Mom says my stories make people smile. I hope you like my stories. I hope they make you smile like Mom says they do.
See you after my nap…and the next job.