Marketing is a word I have been hearing a lot lately and I have no idea what it means. My daily routine has changed and it all relates back to this “marketing”. Let me back up for a minute to explain. First, my best friend Max and I write a book which was great. We have many stories to share. This process was fun as I spent a ton of time with my mom and my best friend, Max. Not only did Max and I get to meet every day at the dog park, but Max started coming over to play at my house as well. Bonus!
Now that the book is complete and published, Mom and I with our partners in crime, Kari and Max, are spending a lot of time in the car. I am not sure what is going on; this is a big change to my comfy routine! Every day we set out on a new adventure where we keep meeting a ton of new people and apparently are gathering new stories for future books. All this I understand and it is fun to see new people and places (and dogs!)
What I still do not understand is marketing. Let me tell you about our first day of “marketing”. The gang visits a new dog park which seems great: new dogs and new people to meet! I notice however that not all the dogs (or people for that matter) are as willing to play with me as they are at my normal park. I know that I am big but I am a loveable sort of dog! I don’t really mind because Max is there to play with me. When I get tired which naturally doesn’t take too long (I tend to be active in short spurts – I am a Bulldog you know), I climb up on the picnic table for a nap. Max has taught me that picnic tables are the best places to nap and see what is going on! The people at this park do not seem to be as thrilled to share the picnic table with me. No one seems to mind at my normal park – oh well they will get used to it. Maybe if I gave them a big sloppy kiss they will warm up to me?
Here is where the marketing comes in, after the park we head off in the car to a number of random places. At each different place, Mom and Aunt Kari talk at length to the people in the store while Max and I are supposed to sit quietly by their sides. Well, that’s not fun! These stores have all these bright and shiny items, toys and treats too. I want to go explore and check out all this stuff but alas Max and I are not allowed to do any of that. I don’t get it. Why go to a pet store if you are not going to get me something to play with or eat? This is sooo unfair. Then it is back into the car and repeat at a different place. What is going on here? I did not sign up for this! At some point we stop for coffee, and when I say we, I mean our Moms. What’s the deal with coffee? It doesn’t smell that good but they seem to love it! Humans are so strange sometimes. Max and I are relegated to sitting under the table with some water. No treats mind you only water. This is just not acceptable. We are the authors here, where are our perks? I am thinking that Max and I need to renegotiate our contract. Marketing our book has not turned out to be as fun as writing it. I can’t wait until we start working full time on book II. That being said, it is nice that I get to spend all day with my mom and my best friend Max. I sometimes feel sorry for Earl as he gets left at home.
Any suggestions on how I should go about renegotiating my contract to include more perks?