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6-30-03, 10:01 PM
When we went away camping for a few days last week, I asked our neighbor's son, and my son's friend, to take care of our dog and cat while we were away. He's only 8 but he loves our pets, and I knew his parents would be supervising him...or at least I thought so. I walked him thru everything, left a note, told him we'd be back Saturday night, and all he basically had to do was to feed the critters in the morning, let them out back in the fenced-in yard for most of the day unless it got too hot in the afternoon, make sure they had fresh water, play with the dog whenever he wanted to, then bring them in at night. Not too difficult right?
Well, we got home about 7:30 Saturday night and Tobi (dog) was inside the house. She was dying to get outside and peed for a solid two or three minutes. She should have still been out in the back yard. In the next hour she peed about 3 more times, pooped twice, and Sunday morning she pooped 3 more times right in a row until it was just diarrhea. The only other time she'd done that was a several years ago Bill and I both had to work much later than expected and had left her inside the house because it was so cold and so much snow outside. She got sick trying to hold it and eventually exploded all over the house.
OK, so Sunday about 11:00 a.m. the boys and I were gone, but Bill was still home upstairs and he heard a bunch of fumbling and yelling and the front door opening up. He hears the dad from next door yelling at his son "Hurry up! Tobi's got to go out! Now!" Bill comes downstairs and surprised them. (I'm not sure why since I'd told them verbally and in the note when we'd be back.:rolleyes: )
Geez, Tobi had to go potty so bad when we got home the night before, and they didn't show up 'til 11 the next morning?:grrr: If we hadn't gotten home then, what would our poor dog be like by that time?:( Tobi's been thru some rough times this year (see an earlier post for those details) and I didn't think this would be too difficult for them to handle taking care of her for two and a half days.
Fortunately, they gave Bill the house key back so I don't have to go ask for it. If he's expecting to be paid for this stint, he's sadly mistaken. I'm kind of wondering 'tho how much was the kid's fault and how much I should blame the parents. They weren't home Saturday night when we got home, but who knows how long they'd been gone. I'm not 100% sure she got fed that morning either. I know the kid's kind of at the mercy of his parents' schedule, but I'd OK'ed it with his mom and she said it was no problem. The kid himself is a bit of a royal pain in the butt, but he means well.
OK, this is the advice column, so for anyone who has made it all the way thru that rant...Should I give the kid a buck or two for whatever he did do, or just stay pissed off that my baby was ignored for an indefinite amount of time the last day?:argh:
From here on out, he can cat-sit for us 'cuz Smoky's pretty adaptable inside or outside, but Tobi gets the ritzy kennel if she can't go with us.
Well, we got home about 7:30 Saturday night and Tobi (dog) was inside the house. She was dying to get outside and peed for a solid two or three minutes. She should have still been out in the back yard. In the next hour she peed about 3 more times, pooped twice, and Sunday morning she pooped 3 more times right in a row until it was just diarrhea. The only other time she'd done that was a several years ago Bill and I both had to work much later than expected and had left her inside the house because it was so cold and so much snow outside. She got sick trying to hold it and eventually exploded all over the house.
OK, so Sunday about 11:00 a.m. the boys and I were gone, but Bill was still home upstairs and he heard a bunch of fumbling and yelling and the front door opening up. He hears the dad from next door yelling at his son "Hurry up! Tobi's got to go out! Now!" Bill comes downstairs and surprised them. (I'm not sure why since I'd told them verbally and in the note when we'd be back.:rolleyes: )
Geez, Tobi had to go potty so bad when we got home the night before, and they didn't show up 'til 11 the next morning?:grrr: If we hadn't gotten home then, what would our poor dog be like by that time?:( Tobi's been thru some rough times this year (see an earlier post for those details) and I didn't think this would be too difficult for them to handle taking care of her for two and a half days.
Fortunately, they gave Bill the house key back so I don't have to go ask for it. If he's expecting to be paid for this stint, he's sadly mistaken. I'm kind of wondering 'tho how much was the kid's fault and how much I should blame the parents. They weren't home Saturday night when we got home, but who knows how long they'd been gone. I'm not 100% sure she got fed that morning either. I know the kid's kind of at the mercy of his parents' schedule, but I'd OK'ed it with his mom and she said it was no problem. The kid himself is a bit of a royal pain in the butt, but he means well.
OK, this is the advice column, so for anyone who has made it all the way thru that rant...Should I give the kid a buck or two for whatever he did do, or just stay pissed off that my baby was ignored for an indefinite amount of time the last day?:argh:
From here on out, he can cat-sit for us 'cuz Smoky's pretty adaptable inside or outside, but Tobi gets the ritzy kennel if she can't go with us.