I saw the job advert for assistant librarian at the Kennel Club in the vacancies supplement. How exciting! Will you be my referee?
Though I have no formal qualifications my people are fully trained, and surely something must have rubbed off in the last 12 months. It's hard to believe that when I first arrived here I thought Dewey was how my paws felt when I hit the park first thing in the morning. Now I know better. I can catalogue to AARFCR2, BARC21, and know the sled dogs' subject headings, MuSH.
I am not worried abut my lack of pedigree. Some of my best friends are pure blooded & I can honestly say they are none the worse for it. They are nearly as much fun as I am, hardly in-bred at all.
My people keep saying I need a hobby, but I think they mean agility or (god forbid) Freestyle. Please say you'll help me do something more fulfilling.
Lick! Lick!
Jake
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