Tomorrow is Labor Day, that day we set aside to honor workers. I’ll be off, but probably will be working on my column. Others will also be working, but because they’re far more essential than I am: police, firefighters, medical personnel and others.
Some furry workers will be working, but it may be mostly on our nerves. It’s not their fault you decided to grill today. The rest of the time they work so hard, so let them have this, OK? And a little piece of that chicken.

When Luke was alive, he sometimes acted as my assistant/paperweight/postal inspector. He wasn’t so sure about this one.

I now have an inexplicable urge to smooch a llama, especially one working as a therapy animal.
Image by Jen Osborne found on Slate.

She’s back there not working again, isn’t she? Back to work, lady. Stop with the waving!
Image found on KRCG Pets Pinterest.

OK, I still think we need a newsroom cat, but I would be open to an office groundhog too.
Image found on DumpADay.

Will also work as a paperweight and personal assistant. You don’t want me inspecting mail.
Image found on cheezburger.

We keep telling him he should open his eyes when working on the books, but he says he can do this job with his eyes closed.
Image found on Animal City of Murfreesboro.







The picture of the dog and sheep on his TV reminded me of a great cartoon, which I can share in words. A sheep dog is bringing in the herd and says to the farmer, “I got all 40 of them.”
The farmer replies, “But we only have 37.” To which the sheep dog replies–get ready for it–. “I rounded them up.”
Stay safe on Labor Day.
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Medical personnel? Yes I will be working tomorrow.
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Because you’re essential. Thank you for your service, my friend.
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And I did work for eight hours today. We had a good day for an intensive care unit because two of our patients improved so much that we were able to send them out.
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Yea! That is a good day.
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Was that dog trying to teach a cow how to dance a waltz? It might be correct to say that a waltz is a “three-step”. Someone jokingly asked me if an octopus dance would be an “eight-step”?
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I’m not sure which dance it was, but it wouldn’t have been the Viennese waltz. I don’t think the cow would be able to handle the speed and all those turns. The cow would be churning its own butter.
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Thank you Brenda. Now I have visions of cows dressed in formal wear and doing the waltz in a ballroom in Vienna. That sounds like something Gary Larson might have done in The Far Side.
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