A while ago, we agreed to mind our friends' dog, the Dog, again. Usually, it was almost a pleasure to change our whereabouts for a week or two, stay in town, and have a nice coffee shop around the corner (not exactly around the corner, but at least not too far away). Sure, we had to commute to work, but we always do, so no bother there.
Unfortunately, since adopting our girls, our situation has changed; still, it became obvious our friends didn't have anyone else they could ask for a favour like this. We even briefly considered bringing the girls with us. The thing is, Little Mary is still peeing here and there, outside the litter box, and I simply couldn't picture her in our friends' spotless house. In the end, we had to make a decision.
So now we're in a situation where Fred is driving over 30 km into town to feed the Dog and take him for a walk. He stays the night and comes back home in the morning. Ten days done. One more week to go. I can't wait for this problematic friendly favour to be over.
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