This week I am a little dogsitting for some friends. This is not a new thing for me. Landen and I had a dog growing up and dogsat many other dogs. One dog in particular was Muffin. Muffin was a cute poodle/something…she was growing old and she was beginning to lose control of certain things. Everytime her owners would go out of town Landen and I would walk 6 blocks 3-4 times a day to check on little Muffin. It didn’t matter how many times we would check on the little rascal we would have several little logs to pick up and spots to clean on the lightly colored living room carpet. Disgusting! We got to where we detested even the thought of her owners going out of town! The whole job would put Landen and I in a grouchy mode…we would start arguing on our way out the door about who was going to take Muffin out and who was going to clean up the mess… when we arrived we made fun of the one who had to clean up the mess and on the way home we would laugh and create scenerios of what Muffin did when no one was home. It definitely was not the money for which we worked for…we had no idea that you should get paid for such jobs… I remember a couple of times we each got $5 for 4 days…funny...It all racks up as experience…but I’m glad to have had it like that because it taught us that it is not for money we serve or work for but for the satisfaction of a job well done and a need being met. Serving 101…and it was good for us.
* The picture shown is NOT Muffin but our beloved dog Col. McDuff. We got him around Laden's birthday 11 years ago. Landen loved McDuff.
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