A blog for those who remember good customer service, toast racks and typewriters
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
With the new year bills neatly piled on the kitchen bench I am beginning to wonder if it's time they earned their keep. With a renewed Government work for the dole scheme planned I'm thinking this might be worth considering for my four legged idle friends. Number one son being highly qualified (best in class, can sit and drop) would be a suitable candidate for sniffer dog employment the minute toast crusts become illegal. Max not so much. His capabilities would be stretched on bird patrol having developed fond friendships with the backyard wildlife and food to Max is raised and produced in a purple pouch. We have dangled freshly caught fish in front of him only to have him storm off in disgust as if we had served him up a shoe. I'll keep working on it, there must be something out there for him. Because with the current arrangements, it seems we work for him.