Do you ever justโฆ wonder how you got here? How every step you took in your life led you to the EXACT place and time you are in right now? How every person who broke you, made you fit- even with all your jagged edges- perfectly with someone else?
LOL. Itโd be real cool if I could feel like I am enough. Me. As I am. But hey, I guess thatโs a โmeโ problem. ๐ guess Iโll just go curl into a ball and die. ๐คท๐ผโโ๏ธ
Things clients say, a saga:
Me: your dog is aggressive with other dogs, so he/she will not be allowed any group time as a safety to the other dogs here.
Them: Why isnโt my dog in the group? We take him/her to the dog park all the time and he/she is fine! Just a little rough.
Things clients say, a saga:
*client dropping dog off for boarding*
Me: you have his food and everything in your truck?
Client: noโฆ do I need that?
Me: well, if you want him to eat, then it would probably be a good idea๐
Client: oh. Yea I have to run home and get that.
Things clients say, a saga:
Me: did you bring any training tools with you today?
Them: what training tools?
Me: eCollar, prong collar, slip lead, buckle leashโฆ those are all training tools.
Them: oh no. We donโt need any of that.
Dude, why do these old ass people think itโs so smart to get these young ass dogs they canโt handle? I donโt understand. Now I gotta come to your house and fix it. He bit you once. How many times you gonna let that happen?