Take Your Chug to Work Day

Being that today is National Take Your Dog to Work Day, I couldn’t leave my Precious behind with all of the pussies in the mini manse.

Not another day with the pussies.

Hell, I take the chug (chihuahua/pug mix) everywhere else I go…

Bitches do have more fun, you know.

Supermarket sweep in the dog aisle.

Dynamic duo getting gussied up together.

Perfectly picking out plants for my black thumb to slowly kill over the summer.

So when I asked P if she wanted to join me at the workplace today she was all –

WHAT?!

Ready.

So I stuffed her into the Louis and she was carried through the streets of downtown Nashville in style.

No autographs please.

She may join in on a meeting or two during the day.

Like a boss.

Presh will claim my chair as her throne knowing she’ll still be overthrown.

Throne fit for two.

When she gets tired of my ample ass in her face, she’s got her own personal air conditioner.

The way her mane blows, she might as well be in a Suave commercial.

Precious has a knack for knowing things – like she’s the cutest dog in the entire universe. But she really loves reading all of the accolades she’s showered with when arriving to the workplace.

Basically, she’s the pretty girl at the party who pretends to not know she’s pretty so people tell her she’s pretty.

Yeah, that’s Precious.

Adore me. Now.

So all of the office peeps follow orders and fawn all over P like it’s their job.

Naturally after all of this hard work today, I’m taking Presh out for a round at happy hour.

A few dogtails will be had in celebration of a successful day.

One proud mama.

The best part about this national Take Your Dog to Work Day? It’s on a fucking Friday.

Hallelujah!

CBXB