Unless or until someone goes home tomorrow, we will have 29 beautiful boarders. Everything seems perfectly under control, at least until the neighbours’ dogs start barking again. Our bunch is not blameless, but during the last hour, barkers from elsewhere have been getting the guests going.
I turned away a couple of dogs who would have arrived Sunday and gone home Tuesday. Because they are large dogs who, though from the same home, need to be housed separately, I felt I had to say no.
We have Remy and Belle arriving tomorrow morning:
We have Jasper and Timber staying with us:
I don’t have pictures of most of the rest, no matter HOW treasured they are. There are:
Paxie, Seegar, Joey, Maggie, another Chloe, Duke, Sancho, Lexus, Sparkle, Tucker, Nazzy, another Cloe, Bud, Red, Nobu, Nellie and Patot. Another Chloe arrives tomorrow, making four who are staying at the same time. All good!
Tomorrow I will try to find time to groom the small dogs whose owners politely requested a spa treatment for them, and trim a few nails around the rest of the place. Tonight everything seems in order, and though I felt exhausted earlier, I feel in “good shape” now, only a little tired. The entire establishment seems calm and under control more than last weekend, when we had 22 boarders and many were jumpers (requiring a covered run, and/or jumping on us, their care-givers), or extreme diggers, or barkers.
Shelly was here this week for a visit and to pick up her little dogs and her cats, who had been staying with us. She was all loaded, with containers and luggage and pets all fitting precisely into almost every inch of her boyfriend’s car; and then the car wouldn’t start. But she and I were equal to the task of boosting a battery, and she was on her way:
Some hours this week were devoted to freezing wonderful produce from the garden. I made a couple of small jars of pickled beets as well. Obviously the oranges in the photo are not locally grown; I must take more care in photographic composition!
Time for bed. Tomorrow I will start the “rounds” early so that every guest seems satisfied with their stay here: food, new water, and lots of patting. I dealt with a few owners who were truly traumatized by having to leave their pets here (or anywhere): I do sympathize and empathize, but sometimes people project their anxiety onto a dog or cat, making the animal feel unsafe and insecure. If only folks would remember how much money, heart and time is invested in a business like this… we do not go into it or stay in it carelessly.