Freelancing
A while back, about 15 years ago, I used to work in a fairly miserable job in Birmingham town centre, before it was done up. Since the place I was at was on Smallbrook Queensway, I could at least walk into the city centre and get to various book/record shops. Whilst round there, I noticed that many of the homeless who were begging often had dogs, as they were perfect for getting sympathy and keeping warm. One of the dogs was a greyhound, who was brilliant at pulling the required soulful-eyed expression of misery.

So brilliant, in fact, that over the week, I saw him with about six different beggars.

I reckon he freelanced - the going rate is apparently one tin of Pedigree Chum per day.
( Stevedix http://www.stevedix.de/blog, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 13:06, 2 replies)

Was it a pure white greyhound?
I think it belongs to a whole family of homeless.
(Cryptoprocta has abandoned the username of Voodoo Mary, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 18:06, closed)

Yes...
...yes it was.

He's still going then?
( Stevedix http://www.stevedix.de/blog, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 15:56, closed)