They know they will be fed, cleaned up after, given medicine when needed, played with and tucked into bed with their favorite things.
I miss them and think about them when I’m not there. I wonder who is still there and who came in since my last shift.
I believe it takes a special ‘breed’ of person to be a dog handler in a Doggie Daycare. I call them my work babies. I get to know their personalities, their likes and dislikes.
I talk to them all the time. I’m filled with love when they’re happy to see me. And I’m filled with sorrow when one passes away. I give each and every one praise when they do something good. I love to see the look in their eyes when they feel proud. And I pretty much lose my mind when they do something adorable.
When a dog or puppy comes in for the first time and is a little shy, I talk to them sweetly and the next thing you know they’re following me around. I reassure them they are okay and before you know it they’re playing! It melts my heart to see them happy and thriving.
And at the end of a long day when they’re all tired and lying down, I like to sing to them and pet them. It’s my favorite part of the day. So even though I go home exhausted and covered in hair, it’s still the only job I’ve ever looked forward to.
by Tanya Edelman