Work Hard, Play Hard!

We know that it's been a little while since we updated everyone on what's been going on with us, and we feel a little (but only a little) bad about that. Let's just say that there have been some big changes, which we may talk about at a future point, but the changes have all been good. It's not that we don't want to share with you all the news that we could; it's that we're still getting used to these changes and unless and until we do, there's not much we want to talk about.

But, spoiler alert: we're city puppies now! Like we said, we'll get into the details (maybe!) at another time, but for now, we wanted to talk about something that we've noticed and that was very relevant for us today: the difference between working and not. Now, as many of you know (and - as always - we're using the plural here because we know that the truth is that there is no one who reads this except for our scribe as we dictate it, but we prefer to live in a bit of a fantasy world about our [non] readership), we spend most days engaged in solitary activities, like sleeping and barking at cars and napping and eating dry food that our mama puts out and more sleeping and when we can manage it, we try to fit in a siesta. Or, two (or should we say, "dos"?).

But, today we got some true insight into what it was like to be in the rat race that people call "work". No offense to rats. But, this morning, our mama had a surprise for one of us: Rozi was going to come to her office and meet all of her friends! Rozi has never been in the working world, but Izzi has. If you remember, when Izzi was a little puppy, she'd get to go to an office every now and then and she really liked it but then Rozi came along and everything changed and that was the end of Izzi's life in the workplace. If only there had been paid puppy leave!

In any case, Rozi was excited to go and since our mama wanted her to look her best, we both got baths and shampoos last night and we looked amazing (if we do say so ourselves). So, when it was time to get going, mama kissed Izzi goodbye and scooped Rozi up and the workday began. Rozi had to be in mama's car for a really long time, which was both a bad thing (since she does not really like being in a car) and a good thing (alone time with mama!). And, even though the drive was really really long, soon it was time to go into mama's office.
Thinking through the problem
Now, we're not sure why Rozi was needed in mama's office. Maybe our mama had some important paperwork that she needed Rozi to look through (she's really good at pushing things around, especially if the floor is a little slippery) or maybe there was a door at mama's office that was stuck (Rozi is really good at banging her head into things until they move...maybe we'll tell you more about that another time) or maybe they were doing a "loudest bark" contest (which would be why Izzi wasn't going on the trip; she's more of a "most heart-wrenching cry" contestant than a "loud bark" little girl). But, for whatever reason, she had to go there and so she worked as hard as her little legs could work. There were lots of people who wanted to come over and talk to her and Rozi wanted our mama's office to know how proud she was of her mama and so she made the entire office (maybe even the entire floor, the entire building, or even the entire campus) know that she was there. If only there really had been a "loudest bark" contest.
Working hard or hardly working? And, when's lunch!?!?!

But, after a lot of helping mama, Rozi and mama took another car ride, this time to see our favorite doctor, Dr. Astrid. Rozi was so happy to see our friend, and our doctor was so happy to see how good Rozi looked, and not just because she was all pretty and white. No, Dr. Astrid said that Rozi looked liked she'd been at the gym since she was in such good shape! Rozi was so proud that she barked some more and our mama was happy to hear that Rozi was being so good about her physique.
Then, it was time to go back to our mama's office before the car ride home. Rozi couldn't wait because she missed her sister and her little bed(s0 and all the fun things at her home. What a day. No wonder they call it a rat race!

And, as for Izzi? Well, it's never easy to be the only puppy in the house, since you have no one to boss around or to play with (as if there's a difference!). And, so Izzi did her best to calm herself down, which was a little difficult since her sister wasn't around. In fact, it took Izzi nearly a full 10 seconds to find places to crash.
The blanket is all mine!

Nothing like a nap in a bucket

Now, we're back together and are happy that we each had such good fun days.
Yip, Yip, Arf, Yip,
Izzi & Rozi

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