Friday 13 September 2013

My Doggy and the Café

I knew I was late for work but it didn't matter as I was the boss: I knew the staff would be there getting things ready. I was also aware that my help is still needed to get things running, such as bringing fresh stock.

I picked up the dog lead and put it around my lovely doggy's neck and we proceeded to the first café.

She was such a well behaved dog that I knew I could safely walk her all the way.

We arrived at the first café where I greeted the staff and asked if there was anything they needed help with. I put Gypsy (my doggy) out the back out of the way and prepared the chicken for the day (after washing my hands thoroughly). Once done I took a list of what was needed, grabbed Gypsy and proceeded to the next café.

I didn't get her on the lead fast enough so she wandered off into the street. She may have been well behaved but that doesn't mean she was particularly bright. I had to retrieve her from the road and put her back on her lead.

I picked up some of the supplies from the local shop that I knew was needed and continued on to the next café.

Once there I dropped the supplies off but kept Gypsy with me as they didn't really need my help, although I did inspect the kitchens.

I then left.

My unconscious mind struggled to remember if we owned any other cafés, although I was pretty sure that we did.

But what does it all mean?

My lovely doggy