I was appointed as a temporary guardian to my Auntie's two dogs. Nobody else was available to take care of them for the 4 days while she would be gone. Believe me, I asked around. A LOT. But since the dogs happen to live in the house where my mother is currently recovering from an injury that resulted in a broken shoulder and I was helping her already, it was a logical choice.
I was given a few "simple" rules, like what time one dog needs to get his medicine (god damn early in the morning), and that the little one is deaf and epileptic and the other one is old and disobedient so I have to take that into account. Oh and one will only shit when you are looking at it. Don't ask me why, but it is a real thing apparently. But otherwise they are "both lovely" I was told, and "you are going to have a great time". Yeah. No. So that didn't happen. I am a sucker and the dogs are like one deaf toddler and one demented and bratty teenager. If having kids is anything like this, then count me out people. Or rather: I admire greatly anyone who takes care of anything this or more demanding and challenging on daily bases. You are the real MVPs people! Cause this is how it went for me:
I was given a few "simple" rules, like what time one dog needs to get his medicine (god damn early in the morning), and that the little one is deaf and epileptic and the other one is old and disobedient so I have to take that into account. Oh and one will only shit when you are looking at it. Don't ask me why, but it is a real thing apparently. But otherwise they are "both lovely" I was told, and "you are going to have a great time". Yeah. No. So that didn't happen. I am a sucker and the dogs are like one deaf toddler and one demented and bratty teenager. If having kids is anything like this, then count me out people. Or rather: I admire greatly anyone who takes care of anything this or more demanding and challenging on daily bases. You are the real MVPs people! Cause this is how it went for me: