This morning, I went to work and I was tired. Drew’s neck was still sore. I need another weekend. Work was slow Nancy is on vacation until next Monday. Quiet is not the word for it. I have to have some music on, or some noise. It won’t be a fun week. I forgot my lunch at home, it is on the stairs. I sit on the stairs to put on my shoes, and left my lunch behind. I have done this before.
At lunch, Wynn and I ordered a small pizza and a tossed salad to share. Nicollette joined us and ate lunch with us. We all talked about work and how quiet it is down there. It was fun to eat lunch with the girls.
After we ate, they went walking, and I went back to my desk. I got organized and got some small tasks done, and checked on the dogs on the camera. They seemed like they are okay, but not happy. She isn’t interacting with them, petting them, or playing with them. It is sad. They are used to much warmer behavior. It is heartbreaking to watch.
When I got home, and got settled for the evening. It was around 8:30pm, and I opened the camera app on my phone. Louie was howling and crying. I called my mom and asked her where the dog sitter was. My parents said, they are trying to find out, but they don’t know she isn’t answering. I said, “oh okay, well I am going over there.” If she is arrives, then let me know, and I will turn around and go home.” I am so mad at this woman.
When I arrive to my parents, she is out back with the dogs. I park behind her car, and I get out. I didn’t want to creep her out. I introduce myself and she tells me her name. I said, the reason why I am here is that the rules are being followed. The dining room light is not on, and he is howling. It is 9pm at night and he is upset. She said, “I know I am sorry. I went home to see if my SIM card arrived. I broke my phone at the Dierks Bentley concert. I didn’t mean to alarm you.” I said, “okay, well please leave the light on in the dining room, when you go out.” She said, she would next time. I bent down to touch my dogs, who were going crazy because I was there. I felt so bad. I didn’t go into the backyard through the gate. I didn’t want them to think I was staying. I said to them, “See you Friday.” I got into my car, and backed out and Louie watched me leave and gave me this look like you are an ass.
On the way home, I called my mom and I cried. I said, this is so sad. This is not what they are used to. She said, “I know honey, but I don’t know what else to do. You will be there on Friday.” I got home and I told Drew and he feels bad for the dogs, that they are being treated this way, and that this girl is not following the rules. I can’t wait to see my dogs.