Typically, the term “going to the dogs” has a negative connotation. It is used to describe someone or something that is continually becoming worse in quality or character. However, when I say I’m going to the dogs, I mean something totally different, the opposite, even. Since I miss McKenna (pictured to the left), I decided to start a new business venture, dog sitting. The Bristol area isn’t exactly a metropolis with a huge demand for this type of service, but I have been pleasantly surprised by the amount of interest my business has received since its inception just a few weeks ago.
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I will occasionally tell about my furry charges here on my blog, but, out of respect for their owners’ privacy, I will not say names of animals or owners, or mention location of the job. I just really have to tell you about the dog I will be staying with the next few nights. Pictured on the right, she is a very sweet Boxer. Being a female, she’s on the small side for a Boxer, but she can vertical jump about as high as my head. In fact, she can be standing still in front of me and suddenly jump up and lick my mouth. The first time she did it, I just stood there in shock. She loves attention, and she loves to play fetch with her ball.
Next week, I will be staying with three dogs, a cat, and four chickens. It will be my first time doing anything with chickens, but it seems like it won’t be that hard.
So, for now, my plans are to be a tax preparer during tax season and dog sit the rest of the year. It should work out well since summer and the holidays tend to be when people go on vacation and need a dog sitter. This year it has been a successful plan, anyway.
It’s been two months since my last post, in which I said that my life would be completely changed in two months. And, I was right!
I wasn’t right about being completely moved out of Scott’s house by now, though. Sam and I are physically moved out, but we are still working on getting our stuff out. I’ve been busy selling and giving away lots and lots of stuff. We have a storage room about half-full of things we are keeping. I still have several things to get ready to sell, photograph, and post on LetGo and Facebook Marketplace. (By the way, those two sites are a great way to sell things you no longer want or need.)
For now, we are staying in an adorable, little guest house owned by a family in our church. Sam went to school with their older sons, and he has enjoyed visiting with them. They have been gracious enough to let us stay here for a couple weeks, until Sam can find a permanent place of his own.
My plans are not fully formed yet. I’m pretty sure I’m going to be leaving Bristol, but I’m not sure when or exactly where I’m going to go. For that reason, I’m not looking for a place for myself at the moment. I have some exciting things going on this month and next (which I’m not comfortable with sharing widely just yet), and after that, I’ll see what God has in store for me. One thing I’ve learned this summer…God’s plans for me are more exciting (and sometimes more surprising) than anything I can come up with on my own.
One very sad note about all the changes taking place is that we had to get rid of McKenna. Although I wasn’t very happy when Sam brought him home without first asking permission, I quickly fell in love with the little fella, and I miss him dreadfully. Tonight is only the second night he’s been with his new owner, but it already feels like an eternity. I texted the guy today to see if McKenna is doing okay, and he replied that he is doing great, and he loves to go outside to play. I’m glad we were able to find him a good home with someone who was wanting a dog. I have to stop talking about him now, before I start crying on my computer.
If you’re interested in my adventures, stay tuned. There will be plenty more in the near future!