Harry Manilow’s Morning Report: Pallets, Power & Puppy Supervision

Hi.
It’s me.
Harry Manilow.

This morning I was promoted.

Not officially, but spiritually.

I arrived at the back of the store and immediately sensed movement. Pallets. Bags. Crunchy noises. Important humans with clipboards. A gate. Mystery. Drama. Clearly… a shipment.

Naturally, I took charge.

I sat very close. I tilted my head the way that says “I understand logistics.” I watched every bag roll by to make sure none of them tried anything suspicious. Some of them smelled exciting. Some of them smelled like they would change lives. All of them needed supervision.

My humans kept saying things like,
“Harry, you can’t be back here,”
and
“Harry, please don’t sit on the inventory.”

But that’s what a supervisor does.
He sits.
He watches.
He approves.

And let me tell you… WOW.

So many new, wonderful things just arrived. Big bags. Fun bags. Things for dogs. Things for cats. Things that made my tail wag without my permission. I did a full inspection with my eyes and my nose and my heart, and I can confidently report:

You are going to want to come see this.

The shelves are getting fuller. The options are getting better. The vibes are strong. Very strong.

I eventually clocked out of supervising because it’s exhausting being this responsible at my age, but before I left, I gave the shipment one last look that said, “You’re welcome.”

Come by soon.
Ask about the new arrivals.
Compliment my hair.

Love,
Harry Manilow
Head of Morning Supervision (Temporary)