Yesterday, I visited Titus & Meghans for pet sitting. When their owners are working, I drop by twice a day to let them out, play, exercise, give fresh water, treats, tons of love and all around hang out with them. Now, just to be accurate, Meghans name is actually Maggie Mae, but to me, she's Meghans. Titus is and always was and always will be Titus. They are Aussie/Doodles, which are Standard Poodles mixed with Australian Shepherds. So, you have this black somewhat curly dog with something akin to dreadlocks if they are late for the appointment at the doggy beauty parlor, with big white crosses blazed on their chests. They have very distinct personalities, with Meghan's being a bit of a prima donna who grins incessantly, showing you her sparkly white teeth as she jumps up and down, and Titus being more of a Jamaican in attitude, with his casual, comfortable 'Don't worry, be happy', philosophy.
Titus was my very first customer when I started this business over 8 years ago. A story which I will tell another day. Today, we found it difficult to be outside for too long, it's Vermont and we are in the middle of a very cold, very snowy winter. So, we visited the areas open which were conveniently provided by the snow plow guy, grabbed some wood from the wood shed to put in the wood box and headed back into the house.
What always amazes and pleases me is how happy the pets, whether it be cats or dogs, are to see me. They welcome me like an old friend, which I am, and tell me tales of how things have been since I seen them last with their barks, meows, howls or their telltale eyes. Nice to be loved and appreciated all in one glance. Life is good, isn't it?
Sam arrived here today in a royal purple hoodie. I know because my son said so. Being somewhat color blind, I rely on others objective opinions as to what color things are. So, today, it's purple. She has arrived in green and orange as well in the past, but I knew a new hoodie was on the horizon as her current ones were arriving with more holes in it each day. You see, Sam, which is short for Samantha by the way, is a Mastador. For those not familiar with what this is, it's a Mastiff/Labrador cross. So, she's big, she's black and has a somewhat sad and saggy face. But, she also doesn't have much hair, very short coat, necessitating a cover of some sort. So, jersey hoodies complete with hood and pocket is what she arrives in each day for daycare.
Now, her companion is an upstart Husky/Malamute cross named Bohdan who has just hit his teenage years, dogwise. He doesn't come with a hoodie as he has this thick, luxurious silver and black coat complete with poofy bottle brush tail. He and Sam love to play 'cops and robbers' in the yard and Sam's glorious hoodies take a hard beating from Bohdan's teeth. Sams payback in all of this, revenge for the hoodie destruction comes in the form of Riley.
Now Riley, which is short for Wreck it Riley, is our resident dog, lives here with us, and is a young Sable female German Shepherd Dog. Just six months ago, when she and Bohdan began playing together, Bohdan being an experience wrestler had the upper hand. Now, Riley is taller, bigger, heavier, faster and having been taught by the best, an extremely proficient wrestler and even better jumper. Bohdan typically admits defeat after about a half hour of hard play, whereas Riley could go all day. And, she doesn't wear a hoodie so Bohdan has no advantage as to what he can grab onto with her. She's slick and fast and loves helping Sam get even for the clothing shredding. Seeing Bohdan flopped on his back like a turtle on his shell, somehow makes the whole thing worth it, according to Sam.
And, for those of you interested, the Wreck it part of Riley will have to wait for another day, but it's a story definitely worth telling.