Today I am busy working in my part-time position at Elizabeth Campbell Books.
My job is a really important one. Let me tell you about it:
- I am the Guardian of the Books. When my two-legger friend and boss, CanadianBookLady lets me through the big door and takes that silly leash thing off my collar, I carefully check to ensure it’s safe for her to come in. I go through all the rooms to see if everything is exactly as it should be: no people hiding; stock in place; no collapsed shelves, flooded areas, gas leaks…. When I’m done, I let her know it’s safe to proceed with business as usual. I don’t know what she does on the days I’m not here. I worry about her….
- I am also the official Greeter when I’m here. Well, that’s what the Book Lady likes the customers to think. In reality, I’m still looking out for her. She leaves the doors unlocked while she’s here, and Anybody could just walk in! She has bells on the doors, so we can hear when someone enters and we know which door, but really, Elizabeth! You are so not security minded! [Stella still hasn’t grasped the open concept of Retail…]
- I also do phone call alerts. Sometimes, the Book Lady has trouble hearing the phone over the furnace, I think. I’d answer it, too (she takes so long to get to it) but she keeps the silly thing up on the back of the counter and I can’t reach it…
At lunch time I get a treat while Elizabeth stuffs her face. But that’s gratitude for you…
Important as my work at Elizabeth Campbell Books is, the job really isn’t very stressful or demanding. You can see that in the last photo in the slideshow we made today to show you what I do here. But I never sleep on the job. Oh, No! It may look like I’m dead to the world. But I know the instant a two-legger even thinks about coming through one of our doors, and I’ll be there in a flash, tail wagging and prepared to make a new friend – or ready to see off a troublemaker. So far, they’re all friends! ~:o)=