Shop Dog Diaries
Glad tidings to you from shop dogs Sparky, Opie, Bear, Gracie, Eleanor Roosevelt and their friends Woodstock, Belle, Sam, Strider, Brodie, Zeppelin — and the shop people, too, of course.
Hello. It’s me, Sparky. (That’s my Halloween costume. I was a pirate. Arrrf, matey.) I love this time of year, because things are super-busy at Parnassus Books. Visitors are coming in and out all the time, and the shop people are staffing up to help everyone get what they need for the upcoming holidays. We’ve got all hands and paws on deck to pitch in. Read the rest of this entry »
Hi. It’s me, Opie,
the dog of the store manager. I’d like to introduce you to my friend, Eleanor Roosevelt. ^ That’s her. She used to be the “special correspondent” of our shop dog team, but now that she’s not a baby anymore, it’s finally time for her to start work at the store. That’s where I come in. As senior store-hound, it’s my job to teach the junior store-hound how everything works. Here’s how the first day went. Read the rest of this entry »
We, the shop dogs of Parnassus Books, would like to issue this public service announcement in the name of peace and harmony: We do not hate delivery people. In fact, we love them very much. That whole “dog vs. mailman” thing? Old news. Really old.
Good day. I’m Gracie Coffman. If you’ll pardon me for speaking frankly, I’d like to point out that visitors to our shop have been spending an awful lot of time fawning over books. This book, that book, another book . . . one rectangle after another. We understand, of course. Books have a certain appeal — they smell nice, and some of them are shiny. But perhaps you’ve forgotten how scintillating your canine hosts and hostesses are? I suggest you turn your attention floorward, because this place has so much more to offer than what’s on the shelves. In fact, anything you might enjoy about a book, you can enjoy even more about a shop dog. Allow me to elaborate — Read the rest of this entry »