I take my position as a publisher’s dog very seriously
Boss, you are not fair, to portray me like this. I feel flattered, to be in the Red Chair, but that’s not me anymore! Back then I was innocent and sweet. You played with me all day and gave me treats, every time I did something. Those were the days, when I could charm everybody. I know you loved me that way, but I have changed. As a terrier I always had my own head, but now I have responsibilities. To begin with I have to protect you. That’s why I growl when somebody comes near our house. The postman is ok, he has nice treats. Then I have to inspect my territory on a regular basis, sniff, mark strategic spots and catch up with my palls. And of course I take my position as publisher’s dog very seriously….