That’s why I’m hanging out on the kitchen floor.
I used to spend more time hanging out in the bathroom in the summer – but I’ve changed my spot.
The bathroom’s nice and quiet – well, most of the time it is. But there’s something in the kitchen that never shows up in the bathroom.
So I can stay cool and at the same time be close to the food.
If I can put on my best sweet innocent look, maybe somebody will toss me a treat as they walk by.
It doesn’t usually happen, but more things are spilled in the kitchen than anywhere else. And I’m right there to lick them up.
That is a dog’s job isn’t it? Cleaning the floors?
I really like feeling useful around here.
What? I’m in the way?
I’m right in the middle of the kitchen?
Toss me a treat out into the living room and I’ll leave.
Oh wait a minute. The living room doesn’t have cool tiles to lie on.
I’ve got it!
Just turn the air conditioning way down low and I won’t need the cool tiles. I’ll stay out of your way.
You want me to what? Go to work to pay the air conditioning bill?
Okay fine. Throw some treats down on the floor and I’ll clean them up.
That’s what I do for a living.