New Job

Jib here.

I have a new job.

It isn't Janitorial Service. Not yet, Mom said.
It isn't helping Mom when she smells a headache. I still get to do this anyway.
Mom says I am going to help kids. I will help kids read. I will be listening to them. I will be polite. I will get cookies!


Long ago, Sailor helped kids read. He got cookies, too! That's his picture with his reading buddy.

Mom said we will go together. That means Mom will drive the dog car. Not me.
That means I will have more baths than normal.
But I will get cookies! And schmooze with kids! My favorite things!
Mom says the kids may even teach me new tricks.
With cookies!!