12/08/2024
A memory from 8 years ago. Yet I can still feel the warmth of her body the softness of her fur and the joy she brought to my heart.
The hardest part of a pet sit is the last day. Animals have an ability to fast take up a piece of your heart and make it home, no matter how long or short the sit has been. My last charge has the speed of a bullet, enough energy to put an everready battery to shame, and so much love to give you think her little heart will exploded out of her chest. It's been a year since we spent some time together and she has mellowed some what with her zest for speed, she now takes some time to smell the lamp posts. She can run freely at the beach and like a bullet charges in and out of the water to play stick. She pulls her lead when she wants to be free, or doesn't want to leave the beach. I've found putting her on a shorter lead along with the halter her parents bought she will walk peacefully beside me rather than dragging me behind her. She greets me each morning like a long lost friend and waits patiently until I'm ready for our morning adventure. When I'm tired we make it home, I make a coffee while she finds her toy and we play fetch in the garden while my coffee revives and she continues to burn of energy. She my shadow during the day, and after our evening walk we sit on the floor to enjoy play time cuddle time and hanging out time, she will climb on my stretched out legs and wiggle her way up just until my neck is in reach sneak in a quick kiss rest her head on my chest and go to sleep. Yeah it's the best job in the world :)