Mr. Fluffy Applies for Jobs

Your dog just found out rent isn't free and now he's applying for jobs. Yeah,

Mr. Fluffy thought those treats and toys just magically appeared. So I sat him down,

showed him the mortgage statement, and watched his whole world crumble. Now he's updating

his resume with "professional belly rub receiver" and "expert napper." He tried negotiating,

said he'd bark at the mailman twice as much. I told him that's not a paid position.

He looked at me like I betrayed him. Sir, you're seven years

old. Time to contribute to this household.