For people who have more than one pet, house-sitting is the ideal option. For two weeks, I stayed with Murphy, Will and Spike while their owners went on a holiday of a lifetime to South Africa. Anne and Jim are also pet sitters, and run http://www.homefromhomepetcare.co.uk/ I went to visit them months before they went on holiday, as getting the right person to look after their own beloved dogs was at the top of their priority list. We all hit it off straight away, Anne, Jim and I share the same philosophy in animal care, caring for pets in the exact same way the owners do. And the boys, well who wouldn't hit it off with them?
This blog could go on and on and on about how amazing these dogs are. First up is Murphy, the nearly 12 year old black labrador. Troubled with arthritis, Murphy is not the sprightly dog he once was, but loves to be out there catching balls, even if he's not so able to chase after them. At home he is often found nuzzling his way through your knees. He looks so intelligent and I'm sure he understands every word I say to him.
Will, the beautiful 11 year old golden retriever really is a lovely natured dog, always so excited when you walk through the door and usually sitting by your feet wherever you are in the house. He follows you wherever you go and normally has a squeaky toy that he's trying to give you.
And last but by no means least there's Spike, the eight year old cross that Anne and Jim kept after fostering him. And who could blame them - Spike is such a lively, happy, good-natured dog. At the slightest hint that he might be going for a walk, ie if I stand up, he does 360 degree turns/jumps. Hilarious to watch. No matter how many walks he goes on or how many balls you throw for him, he never seems to want to stop.
Every day, we all went for an early morning walk at Ashenbury Park, where everyone seemed to know the boys and lots of confused faces when they saw me with them! Spike came on lots more walks with me over the two weeks and met lots of new friends.
Our night time routine consisted of them getting fed, Murphy hoping that he'd get a bit of my dinner (he never did) us all settling down to watch TV then we all headed off to bed - there was just about enough room for me on there!
On my return home I am a bit grumpy (as I often am when I have to say goodbye to another pup) my husband says, 'at least you've got me back, that must make you happy.' My reply was simply, 'seriously Jason, there's three of them, there's only one of you.'