I feel rusty at this you guys.
I know the way to get things moving again is to just go ahead and start moving them, but for some reason that feels hard right now. I keep being struck by inspiration, especially when I am far, far from my computer, and by the time I get back to the computer, I think Is this really appropriate to put on the internet FOREVER? In addition to all of my funny little jobs, I have a real person job right now, one for which I just purchased a 9-pound box of shoes (Zappos.com tells you the weight of your box – don’t worry, I don’t go around weighing my shoes) and for which I need to hem several pairs of pants. I dress like a Real Adult Person on a semi-regular basis (at least four days a week! Sometimes 5!).
Anyway, the Real Life Job has me thinking a little bit more about who might stumble over here, and while I have nothing to hide, it’s definitely a little different than it used to be.
So, that said, I think today is a good day for an admission. Are you ready?
We found dog care that we
Maybe you were briefly excited for/disappointed by a potential pregnancy announcement? (I think everyone I know either just had a baby, is about to have a baby, or is trying to be about to have a baby. Count us out, thank you very much.) No, this blog is focused on my dogs, remember?
You may recall that Lenny, darling though she is, is a bit of a handful. Over the last couple of months, she has stopped coming when called, started running further away, jumped our 6+ foot fence multiple times, gotten into several scuffles at the dog park, and brought me a freshly dead squirrel. I did not see the squirrel alive; for all I know, she found it. She did seem awfully disappointed that it was no longer moving. Anyway. The important part of this story is that this cute little dog is a whole lot of work.
One solution to a dog that can’t be off-leash in the yard and can’t go off-leash in the woods and can’t go to a fenced in dog park and can’t go to a non-fenced in dog park is a whole lot of walks. Sadly, Lenny has a leash-walk related flaw: if she sees a cat or a squirrel, she essentially has a seizure, which consists of her contorting her body in ways you did not realize a dog could contort its body, getting her and sometimes me entirely wrapped in her leash, trying to pull me over, and all the while, she is screaming. Let me tell you, this has not encouraged anyone’s leash-walking behavior.
Some people, you know, are dog trainers and behaviorists and know how to pick these problems apart and fix them. Of those people, some of those people will actually do the fixing rather than just speculate. Other people have far too many jobs and will simply fall to their knees in gratitude because they found The Most Amazing Doggie Daycare, and it is their savior. Hint: I am one of the latter.
We found our daycare at a dog festival, throughout which Lenny was remarkably well-behaved. The people attending their booth cooed over my little dog, talked about loving pitties, and assured me that they never, ever allow toys at their daycare. We arranged a time for Lenny to go in for an evaluation. And at the evaluation? Not only was Lenny amazing, all of the staff loved her.
When Lenny jumped their fence the first week, they smiled and moved her to a room with higher fences. When I was running late one day, they offered to drive her home. When I walk in the door, they know exactly who I am and they run to get her. When I drop Lenny off, she runs all the way to the door, her entire body wagging. The first day I dropped her off, she tried to follow me when I left; the second day I dropped her off, she did not even look back at me. When Lenny comes home at night, she sleeps for two days.
We. Love. Daycare.
Granted, I feel a little funny sending my dog to daycare. At first, I felt really guilty. But as Lenny’s problem behaviors have gotten worse (e.g. jumping the fence in the yard while I’m playing with her), it has been a huge relief to have somewhere safe and friendly to send her. Once she’s a little more worn out from daycare, she can manage the leashwalks and is less interested in all of the things out in the world. We started with one day a week; now we do two. These two days get that burst of energy out and on the other days we do walks, training, and a ton of playtime. We still occasionally enjoy the woods.
Does anyone else send their pup to daycare? Did you struggle with justifying it? Why is it (or isn’t it) worth it to you?
(Finally, if anyone needs a dog daycare recommendation in the Boston area, send me an email! I’d love to recommend ours.)