Being a sassy woman, it’s hard for me to resist fellow spunky personalities. Earlier this month, we hosted Sadie, a pudgy little King Charles Cavalier Spaniel. Going by our somewhat lengthy meet-and-greet, I was bracing myself for yet another spoiled doggie. While she was over, she was super panty and excitable, esp for a 10-y/o. She constantly vied for the attention of her owner too, jumping up and practically begging to be coddled. I know, total eye roll. But shit man, I wanted the business. Like I said before, I love having multiple things going on at once. That shit just makes me happy, and given that my real estate biz is taking longer than I had anticipated, success in Rover just gives me a little boost. And of course, I still miss canine companionship. Long story short, I agreed to the assignment. And well shit, Sadie is the most people-obsessed doggie I have ever had. That said, there is a cuteness to coming home to something so soft and cuddly and I mean, she just demands a greeting as soon as you step in the door.

She was only with us for a week, but my goodness, she got Bubs wrapped around her tiny paws very quickly, and he would not shut up about how she was the BEST client yet. I mean, yes, those are some fightin’ words, bc you know how I feel about my sweet Ramona. But I do have to admit: this dog had ZERO meds/health instructions and she was really great being home alone. I mean, she wasn’t thrilled about it, but she never destroyed anything or demonstrated spite. Not that Ramona ever did either. But Ramona did also smell. In her defense Sadie also snored up a storm. Shit, I had like another week of uber-shitty sleep. Apparently, she’s had surgery to correct the snoring, but it’s come back again.

I have to say, she did always give us a hero’s welcome when we came home. It was awfully nice to have a sweet, smiling, happy being that was just thrilled to be with you. There’s something about that positive spirit. Somehow I didn’t cry when she had to go home… maybe I’ve finally gotten enough practice understanding the arrangement. But I def miss having a little cuddle bunny at home. I’ve been scouring adoption sites again. Maybe in August, it will be time to have a furry beast warm our hearts and home again.

On the more businessy side of things, I am on track to more than double my Rover income from last year. J keeps poo pooing it when I tell him. I mean, I get it: doubling from like $1 to $2 is not really anything worth noting. Still, doing Rover just makes me happy, so eat it.

I’m slated for a 16-day chunk later this month with Stormy, a poodle whom we trialed last month. It’ll be fun.[FAG id=7511]