Have you ever been so excited about something, you spun around and around and around until you got so dizzy, you fell over? Woof.

That’s what happens to me on days Mom says I can go to work with her. You see, it’s just another perk that my mom gets for working at 9 Clouds — I get to come too.

Their office culture is pretty great because I’m one of their perks!

My name is Dakota the Great Dane, and I’m a 9 Clouds office dog. Let me tell you how great my workday is.

Usually, my morning starts out pretty chill.

The hoomans go in the rain room, brush their head fur, and play with a stick in their mouth that has some funky goop on it. I saunter out of bed, and we eat together. After that, I high five them for getting out of bed for the day, and they give me a delicious treat.

Sometimes, I try to stop them from leaving by sitting in front of the door.

Most days this attempt is futile, so I go to reign on my throne.

The Magic Words

On some specials days, though, Mom will sing those seven magic words: “Want to go for a car ride?”

I go berserk! Spinning ensues, my necklace is put on, and I hop in the car for one sweet, glorious, wind-in-my-hair ride.

Mom’s office lets any coworker bring their dog in, but currently, I’m the only one who comes. Everyone I see here always has a smile on their face and pets my ears, rubs my belly, and (for the lucky few I allow to do this) scratches my butt.

I know it all has something to do with Mom’s work being pawsome.

My “Ruff” Workday

Ever wondered what a day in the life of an office dog like me is like? Here’s what usually happens when Mom takes me to work.

7:50 a.m.

Car time! My face is glued to the window until Mom opens it.

8:15 a.m.

First, I check for weird smells. Today, it’s just me and the garbage.

On to nap time. Mom usually brings my favorite blanket.

Today she didn’t. We won’t talk about it.

9:15 a.m.

Loud noises outside. MUST KEEP MOM SAFE.

9:18 a.m.

False alarm. But it does get me scratches from the girl who smells of cat. I’ll forgive her since she gives good scratches.

Back to nap time.

10:30 a.m.

 You can sit. Stay sitting. Don’t ruin this for yourself. You got this.

TREATS!

11:00 a.m.

Everyone is sitting at a table with no food. This confuses me. How can I steal food?

I lie down. I can’t take this glass case of emotions.

12:00 p.m.

We trample down flights of stairs for the park, and Mom eats food out of a magical box.

12:45 p.m.

Nap time (again). I like to nestle into the Lovesac.

2:30 p.m.

Guy with lots of papers walks in the door. He comes to my house too. Sometimes he brings me magical treat boxes.

Maybe he’ll come back. I should have barked at him to let him know I’m here.

3:00 p.m.

No one shows up for the meeting I scheduled.

4:30 p.m.

I tell Mom it’s time to go. I have a fence date with the next-door doggo!

Until another day, 9 Clouders!

Two Paws Up for 9 Clouds

Mom tells me I’m a very lucky dog to be able to hang out with her all day. Not all puppers get to see their owners all day like I do.

It must have something to do with the office culture at 9 Clouds. They let hoomans dress casual, they value their team, they like to drink from glass jars in the fridge, and they get to eat lots of treats. They know how to take care of people (and pups).

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