My main duties for the week will be feeding and walking the dogs. Mum has 4: Lottie, Lil, Rudi and Bear. Lottie and Lil are rescue labradors and Rudi and Bear are chihuahuas. Bear, it seems, is terrified of me. He won't let me pick him up unless he's cornered and when I do, he's a quivering wreck.
He weighs about as much as two pairs of socks and I really want him to like me!
I'm hoping by the end of the week Bear and myself will be laughing at how afraid he was of me. I tried giving him treats, talking gently to him, leaving him alone, not leaving him alone, I even tried lying on the floor (to be at his level) stroking him under the chin. He just quivered even more and peed a bit.
Other than Bear not liking me, everything seems to be going well. I walked them twice today and let them off the lead (except Bear. If he won't come back to me in the house I dread to think how I'm going to get him back out in the wild). When the dogs come back you're supposed to treat them. Rudi ate one of his treat biscuits too quickly, wretched and sicked it up. He tried to eat his sick but I managed to drag him away. Dirty little bastard.
Anyway, my plan is to do a load of writing while I'm here and so far I've not done too badly. And, yes I am counting this as writing. Because it is!