Thursday, May 13, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Storm Defender Dog Coat
Is your dog terrified of thunder and lightening? One of my clients has a pair of greyhounds who panic when a storm appears. She swears by a product called Storm Defender. Storm Defender is a dog coat with a metallic lining that actually protects dogs from the static charge produced during a thunder storm. It's the static charge in the atmosphere causing your pet's terrified reaction. If your dog is afraid, you may notice he hides in the basement, or cowers near the toilet or tub. These places are electrically grounded and feel safer to your pet.
This is a picture from the Storm Defender website. I recommended the coat to an acquaintance whose dog went out of his mind during lightening storms. I told her it worked for my client, but didn't know if the positive result was an odd freak that wouldn't work again. She sent for one and it did work. I was amazed. If you'd like to look into it yourself click HERE.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Don't Even THINK of Parking Here!
This little furball is named Gremlin. He and his brother Rufus live in an apartment complex made from an old converted mill building. The building has an elevator, brick interior walls and many nice architectural details. The only thing really wrong with it is the miniscule number of guest parking spots available to visitors. I can't park in my client's reserved space, as he leaves his car behind when taking vacations. There are five parking spots available to nonresidents. It seems that EVERY time it rains, ALL the spots are full, so I have to park about a MILE away. Talk about a pain!
Thank you for letting me get that off my chest. I feel much better.
I'll stop now.
Like his brother, Rufus is a mass of fur that requires a lion trim in the summer. Both these cats are very friendly, and love it when I sit down so they can get on my lap. Like many Persian cats, they're prone to runny eyes. Since they don't enjoy having their eyes wiped off, they turn their heads away so I can't see what I'm doing. Sometimes I think I'm cleaning their flat little noses instead of their eyes. They have the cleanest noses of any cat in the state.
Gremlin is looking a bit cranky in this picture.
I like this picture of Rufus better than the other one.
O.K.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Wella, What Was All That About?!
As a pet sitter, I occasionally receive odd requests for help from my clients. Recently, a client from Providence emailed asking me to send a forgotten tube of Wella hair dye she "desperately" needed. "This is odd!" I said to myself, "Can't she buy another tube in the state she's visiting?" Since my only experience with hair dye was a regrettable box of red, I wondered if a sudden shortage of Wella caused the major panic. "Maybe," a friend said, "she's a SPY."
Nurturing my fantasy of old fashioned spy dramas, I carefully read her emailed instructions of where to find the tube and how to send it. First, the instructions read, I needed to locate the garage door opener and remove the dye from the car's glove compartment. This was all very well and good, except the door opener was in a million pieces and needed reassembling.
Once assembled, I handedly opened the garage door, unlocked the car door, and started rummaging through the glove compartment. Expecting to find the tube inside a box, I didn't instantly see it hiding under some papers and loose dollar bills. Snatching it up, I returned to the house. My next instructions were to drive the tube to U.P.S. where a man behind the desk was expecting me. At least I wasn't required to package it myself!
Handing over the tube of Wella to the U.P.S. man (clearly C.I.A.), I happily returned to my car pleased to avoid a ticket for leaving it in a no parking zone. So ended my adventure with the mysterious tube of Wella.
Someday I'll write about the time I watched a client try to curse her coworkers.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
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