Each morning, Charles the Dalmatian steps into the office on Clyde Street at Hamilton and makes his rounds. He likes to check on all of his coworkers before the day gets too far ahead; a kind of morning inspection of the troops before the laptops are fired up and work gets under way.
He knows his way around the boardroom, and that he shouldn't have his feet on the table. He likes to greet new people with a smile (he can actually smile on cue), and he's always keen to share lunch.
