 Well,
I hit the big 1-2 recently but feel pretty perky. My office pals and I
celebrated my 12th birthday with cake in the big room … and I didn’t even
have to beg for my portion. (My three sister kitties at home never get
birthday celebrations like that. Ha. Ha.)
Having a birthday recalls to me my puppyhood in southwestern Minnesota.
My dad’s name was Tom Sawyer (my name comes from his) and Mom’s name was
Sheila. “Hi” to them if they’re still down south!
The Big News, though, isn’t that I’m now 84 in my years. It’s that I’m
walking farther to get to work. Lake Superior Magazine offices moved
down the hall on the sixth floor at 325 Lake Avenue South in Canal Park.
(Mom says we had to change rooms so that Dad would sort through his office.)
My humans are abuzz about “windows” in our new place. We have eight windows
facing Lake Superior and six facing the Duluth harbor. Seeing is good,
I suppose, but my perfect office wouldn’t need too many windows, just a
nice air vent into a sausage factory.
Best of all, our new halls are long enough for a really good run when chasing
squeaky toys and rubber balls. If I could figure out how to throw a ball,
I could help my office workers to get in some much needed exercise. For
now, I fetch the ball for them.
We have places for everything here … a place to showcase our books, a place
for issues of the magazine and a place for our other products like clothes
and mugs. (No dog dishes, yet.)
We hope to have a special open house this fall (so watch here for details),
but please come up for a visit and a view anytime. If you don’t want to
look out our windows, you can always toss a ball down the hall.
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