What do you mean, I’m not doing my job?
I work hard at my job. I’m passionate about my job. You’ve told me it’s one of the reasons people have dogs and I believe you.
So how can you say I’m not doing it?
I not only do my job, I actually create work for myself because I love doing it so much.
When you haven’t spilled anything on the floor I put things there myself so I have something to clean. Like the cat food.
See how hard I work?
You know I do it. I’m right under your feet when you’re at the kitchen counter making sure you don’t step on a single spilled crumb.
And once I’ve cleaned the floor I even go over it a second time. Just to make sure I didn’t miss anything.
I don’t see how you can possibly find any fault with my work performance.
Oh that. Surely you jest.
I don’t do olives.
January 30, 2013 at 10:38 am
Me and Nellie think you are doing a wonderful job. It is very important to be there in the kitchen to catch any stray cumbs that might fall on the floor. Me and Nellie are very good at this activity, but for some reason mummy does not appreciate Us positioning ourselves right in the middle of the kitchen floor. She says things like “get out of my way, you great furry lumps”. She too does not seem to understand what our job is. Love Nellie and Jasper.
January 30, 2013 at 9:02 pm
Nellie and Jasper, my person tells me to get out of her way in the kitchen too. I don’t know why people don’t understand what we have to do to get our jobs done.
January 30, 2013 at 10:55 am
Blossom tried to give me a seaweed rice cracker last night. That’s almost as bad as olives. ug.
January 30, 2013 at 7:59 pm
I’ll trade you. The rice cracker sounds better. Olives are gross.
January 30, 2013 at 8:04 pm
dude. no way.
but, have you ever smelled an onion?
don’t. seriously. it’s like tear gas.
January 30, 2013 at 9:00 pm
I like eating onions. But then my person learned that they’re not good for dogs and now she won’t give me any.
January 31, 2013 at 8:59 am
Bongo! mom’s at work, wanna play??
January 31, 2013 at 9:59 am
I’ll be right over.
January 30, 2013 at 11:16 am
You do good word Bongo! 🙂
January 30, 2013 at 7:59 pm
Thanks Jaz. Anytime you want I’ll come over and clean up your floor.
January 31, 2013 at 9:50 am
January 30, 2013 at 11:18 am
One of the best reasons to have a dog, Bongo. Dogs work really hard in the kitchen!
January 30, 2013 at 8:01 pm
Karen, I’m glad you appreciate us dogs. And I’d do a 100% job if my people would just lay off the olives.
January 30, 2013 at 11:24 am
They’re slippery too! Don’t worry Bongo, I know you’re a hard working dog. Mysteries to solve, taking your person for a walk, cleaning the floor [which I can see you do VERY well!]!
January 30, 2013 at 8:02 pm
Thanks Marina. Now I just have to convince my people not to bring olives in the house and I will do a perfect job.
Will and Eko
January 30, 2013 at 11:38 am
I’m with you – everything but olives!
January 30, 2013 at 8:03 pm
Will and Eko, I’m so glad somebody agrees.
Two French Bulldogs
January 30, 2013 at 12:15 pm
We think you should be promoted
Benny & Lily
January 30, 2013 at 8:04 pm
Thanks Benny and Lily, I guess I do work awful hard. I don’t even get any help from Scratchy.
January 30, 2013 at 2:26 pm
I didn’t realize your job was so dangerous, B! OLIVES!!? No. Those things are gnarly.
Love and licks,
January 30, 2013 at 8:06 pm
Cupcake, a dog’s life is never easy. Don’t ever let your mom drop olives on the floor.
January 30, 2013 at 2:35 pm
No appreciation Bongo…I try to keep up with Diane but she’s such a mess maker it’s a tough job. And that cat! Hmmmph…then when I try to help cleaning off the counter tops I just get in trouble & I think that’s even harder than cleaning floors so it should be extra points – don’t you think so?
January 30, 2013 at 8:10 pm
Lola, I bet Diane makes tasty messes because she’s always putting things on her blog that make me drool. But I agree, we should get extra points for cleaning off the counter tops.
January 31, 2013 at 12:10 pm
Sometime I get a cramp in my tongue when I have to reach waaaay back to clean things up there.
January 31, 2013 at 2:17 pm
Lola, you definitely deserve extra points for that.
January 30, 2013 at 3:01 pm
You can never please a human! Sounds to me like you’re doing a great job:-)
January 30, 2013 at 8:11 pm
Thanks Mikasi. And I’d do an even better job if my people would just stop bringing olives into the house.
January 30, 2013 at 4:05 pm
Bella does that job too – and she’s pawsome at it!
January 30, 2013 at 8:58 pm
Bumpy Road, Bella is my kind of dog. We’ll have to get together some time and compare notes.
January 30, 2013 at 7:16 pm
You’ve convinced me Bongo! I hope you get a raise! :_0
January 30, 2013 at 8:59 pm
Thanks Donna. I’m sure I could get a raise if I could just convince my people to keep olives out of the house.
January 31, 2013 at 12:25 am
The boys are with you on that one. Olives are not a member of any food group. 🙂
January 31, 2013 at 12:50 am
BZ, I’m glad I’m not the only one. I don’t know what my people see in them – or maybe that’s why they drop them on the floor.
January 31, 2013 at 2:13 am
Bongo, you’re doing a great job. You have something in common with my late dog. She was a hoover and mop too and I had more quality time for her 🙂
January 31, 2013 at 9:55 am
Angel’s Whisper, there are definitely benefits in helping your people out.
January 31, 2013 at 3:37 am
Your level of committment to your job is exemplary and should not be the cause of any complaints…you just send ’em to me Bongo..I’ll soon sort ’em out!
January 31, 2013 at 9:56 am
Patricia, thanks for offering to be my complaint department. I’m sure I’ll be sending some your way soon.
January 31, 2013 at 7:15 am
Good doggie, Bongo! I love working hard especially in the kitchen, too! We’re quite hard workers, aren’t we? *giggles* We clean the kitchen floor with licking, licking licking until it becomes shiny!!! 🙂
January 31, 2013 at 9:57 am
Kevin, I bet we do a better job on the floor than any mop could do.
January 31, 2013 at 8:25 am
I don’t do olives either. Really, I don’t do any vegetables unless they have ranch dressing on them. I’m discriminating.
January 31, 2013 at 9:58 am
Lola, I may have to put in a demand for ranch dressing. That sounds good. I do eat most vegetables though – but I don’t think olives qualify as anything edible.
January 31, 2013 at 10:11 am
Your owner must be very proud of you, Bongo 🙂
January 31, 2013 at 11:36 am
Vanessa, sometimes I wonder. I feel so unappreciated at times – but I’m still not eating that olive.
February 1, 2013 at 5:11 am
Oh, Bongo, you look so sad in the first pic! I think you should tell your person to give you an extra amount of yummy treats, a lot of petting, a new dog bed and a soft blankie.
February 1, 2013 at 1:33 pm
Kokytyi, I could use all those things. Now to convince my person.
February 4, 2013 at 1:54 pm
You are a great worker
Stop on by for a visit
February 4, 2013 at 3:13 pm