Part 3:My days in the sweatshop.

No private chauffered limo today, just a big red thing with other people getting on and off. I knew it. The luxury features from Day 1 were there just to lull me into a false sense of security. It's sweatshop time folks.	Managed to beat myself to a window seat. The blue bag is there in case I don't feel like walking, in which case my servant will do the carrying.

Saying Good Morning to Monica. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.	Saying Good Morning to Maria J. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.

Saying Good Morning to Åsa. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.	Saying Good Morning to Jennie. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.

Saying Good Morning to Eva. I like her a lot, so I licked her ear.	Saying Good Morning to Gunilla. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.

Saying Good Morning to Catrine. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.	Saying Good Morning to Inger F. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.

Saying Good Morning to Vera. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.	Saying Good Morning to Karin. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.

Saying hello to Madeleine. I like her a lot so I licked here face.	Saying Good Morning to Stina. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.

Saying Good Morning to Maria von F. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.	It was vacation time on the day I started, so some of the regulars were away. If they are cuddly enough, I will lick their faces when they turn up. Meanwhile, I have decided to interrupt all regular activities at this place. These people work far to hard and really need a break.

Sara turned up today, having been on vacation. She is very cuddly so I licked her face.	A quiet day at the office and everybody seemed happy, so there was little for me to do with cheering people up. The accountants needed some help shredding old computer lists and I was happy to oblige. A fun job!

Marie turned up today just to visit me. She is on a long vacation this summer and went to the trouble of calling on me on a hot day. That was nice of her and she was also very cuddly, so I licked her neck. Her son, Tobias, played with me for an hour. He was really nice, so I licked his ear.	Ulrika is still on vacation, but turned up at the office for a short visit just to see me. She seems very cuddly, so I licked her face right after this.

The office is far too quiet, so I have obtained a really clever gadget to make the place more lively. It squeeks like a mouse when you bite it or step on it. When I don't feel like doing that, I run around it barking instead. It seems to make everybody happy, and that is after all my job.	The cool marble floor of the executive office feels just right for an afternoon nap on a hot day. Who cares about the expensive padded bed they bought for me? Marble is the thing, you can take it from me.

This is Homer, a plump snow-grouse perched on a book-case in the executive office. I will devour Homer as soon as I am tall enough to get to him.	Part of my new job: Taking the staff out for walks. These poor people spend their whole life sitting at desks in a sweatshop and really need to get out every now and then. Observe how happy Monica looks.

The last of the regulars turned up from vacation today - Inger L. I like her a lot, so I licked her face.	This summer, I have had an assistant to help me with all the temp staff. Her name is Matilda and here she is (in the background) keeping an eye on things. We have come up with some really fun games. One is "Sitting on Lisa", when Matilda sits on me and I try to wriggle loose. She weighs 57.5 kilos (126 lb). Great fun.

After Matilda left, I have been assigned a young trainee - Elvis - who will be in charge of staff at our subsidiary. He seems like a bright kid and is catching on rapidly. He is also peeing and pooing on the carpet for some reason. Can't remember having done that.	Young Elvis has taken quite a fancy to me, licking my ears and making strange aerobics using my behind for support. That is what you would expect, of course, but he is only 15 weeks old and seems very precocious.

We have a new part time employee called Melville after Thomas Melville, the author of Moby Dick. Melville takes up a lot of space and my squeeky rabbit almost disappears in his mouth. He is a really nice guy, but young and in need of my firm hand to understand how to behave in an office. For instance: Ask before you occupy my favorite sofa and before chewing on my favorite toy. Things like that. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem overly receptive to my attempts to teach him manners, so I have to raise my voice.