Doggy Desk: The Corporate Canine Workplace

Emma Here…

As we all know, last Friday was Halloween.

My friend from Chicago, Nigel, has been begging for a Doggy Desk Midwest Corespondent position. I finally gave him his big break.

The Assignment: Report back on the 2008 Halloween Trends in the Midwest.

Nigel was thrilled. He had camera in paw and was raring to go.

What was supposed to happen: Nigel was dressed as a Pig Herder. He was part of a couple’s outfit. His partner, Sweet Vivi!, was dressed as a pig.

What happened: Nigel ate his pig he was supossed to carry. See evidence to the right.

Grabbed a pillow and took a nap.

Mr. Nigel, I don’t know if you are at the corespondent level yet. Let’s start off as an intern to the interns. Whatcha think?

Tater is right. I have been absent from work and from Doggy Desk for weeks. I apologize to all my fans. I have let the team down, especially Tater. Tater has been carrying the team. He might even deserve a promotion…

This afternoon has been tough. Getting back into the groove of daily work is tough! And Darcy didnt make it better. She taunted me. And I know I heard her whisper something under her breath. She denied saying anything. I didnt believe her.

This is what happens when Darcy taunts me. Darcy gets gutted and then used as a pillow. I am still deciding if she will go to the Doggy Desk Hospital or not.

Since Natalie + Emma (well she wasn’t in…but it is still considered her space) left early, I decided to go and play where the sun was shining on my face, where Natalie would have been sitting if she were here with Emma’s toy, which she would be playing with if she were here! I love having office-mates, gives me more toys and space to play in!

Poor Monkey,
Another Monday that he is coming apart at the seams. It’s hard coming back to reality after such a wonderful Holiday Weekend. No more monkeying around!

Hi everyone, its your favorite mailroom guy, Bruiser. Check out some of the daily chaos I get to witness but never get to participate in because I’m stuck in this bowl. . . do you know how hard it is to deliver the mail from in here?