i genuinely think dogs wake up one morning and get assigned a department.
some become professional greeters.
some decide they’re responsible for neighbourhood security.
some spend their entire career arguing that your sandwich legally belongs to them.
some deserve an oscar every time someone accidentally brushes their paw.
and then there’s the chaos intern.
nobody knows who hired them.
they don’t know what they’re doing.
they have already knocked over three plants.
they’re somehow employee of the month.
anyway here’s our official department records ↓ 🐶














