My bosses are very forgiving with me, at least that’s what they say. “Our Greenland dogs weren’t allowed this” they often say to me. I take advantage of this laid-back attitude of course. I jump on the sofas, the chairs and everything that’s in my reach. I also like to climb on my bosses shoulder and lick their ears.
However, I’m not allowed to jump on the table. That’s actually very easy to do: first on the chair and then onto the table. Somehow, my bosses keep the food always on the table so that’s the place where I have to be. Cheese, bread, sausages; you name it, I like them all.
“But that’s exactly the reason why you are not allowed on the table” is what they keep saying to me. I’m afraid I have to jump on the table when my bosses are not watching.
