Here I sit, the caretaker of my humans. I am alert and attentive. My position is well established and my duties understood.   I am the greeter at the door and observe keenly all those who  enter, especially tall humans with deep voices. I monitor them closely and observe their activities. My dear humans, I am forever aware of their moods and emotional states. If there is excitement, I observe this through the cadence and chatter of voices. I am aware of every smell and sound.  If I smell burning, I use my alarm bark and run to the silver box in the kitchen. Once I found yellow-jackets crawling on the floor, looking rather stupefied. As a warning to my humans. I barked my alarm bark. The unspoken contract between myself and my humans is well-established: I provide these services and they offer me food on a regular basis, sometimes with a sardine or two. I guide my humans on outdoor walks, and have my very own bathroom with mat,  so I can do my business indoors if need be. They pet and scratch me with pleasure. I endure their brushing and often play games or look really cute to get a treat or two. Here are some of my favourite poses https://www.instagram.com/sir_albussio/?hl=en