Fun with dogs, aka never a dull moment

Dog walking in Toronto’s neighbourhoods is in actual fact a fairly decent part-time gig. Unlike in some parts of Europe where you may only make a few coins to look after a dog, here the pay is enough to supply groceries for a family of four if you walk four to five times a week.

The standard rate, according to research in my city, is around $18-25 per half hour for one dog.

HALF an hour. That’s 30 minutes of walking and socializing with a dog.

Not too shabby, right?

However, different people charge different amounts, it seems. If you’re certified and insured and do multiple dogs and also drive to get the dogs or drive the dogs to a leash free dog park, then the fee increases.

In some areas in Toronto, I have heard the dog walkers are charging $45 for a half hour walk, and that’s because demand is so high, and dog walker availability so tricky, they can get away with it. (That’s nuts, isn’t it.)

I keep it simple here…I walk to get my dog(s), I don’t drive them anywhere, and occasionally I throw in a free thing, like take a dog home with me on a day when the weather is horrible and no one is in the mood to stay outside long.

Such a situation happened twice this week.

One day, Jasper and I were down by the lake. After the walk was done I had to pee. My house is on the same street as the park’s entrance, so I detoured by my place. While I was there, I remembered that there was laundry that needed hanging up, so I urged the little Bichon Poo to help me with that before returning him home.

Note: he was more interested in running around like a maniac and fetching a ball than hanging up laundry. πŸ˜›

Speaking of maniac – one day last week he was such a poop machine I wondered what the heck was going on with his digestive system. I mean, he’s only 13 pounds, why is he pooping 10 pounds of dog poop?

I texted his human and she texted me back a picture she’d taken that morning. THIS picture:

Apparently he managed to steal, then knock over a human’s work lunch and then consume all the delicious protein out of it. Hah. πŸ˜‚

She was not impressed. And I went through three or four poop bags on that walk… πŸ’©πŸ’©πŸ’©πŸ’©

Sometimes, I also have Molly, the Schnoodle from the other end of the neighbourhood. This happened just recently where I was watching her all day and, because it was raining and cold and miserable (again), I ended up bringing Jasper back to my place to hang out with her after a rather short, and very wet, walk.

The incessant yapping and barking at every little noise was…oh, let’s call it …entertaining. (omg)

I stepped out briefly to get some butter for a cake I was baking and when I got back, this happened: (caution: adjust your volume to quiet because it’s about to get LOUD)

You’re welcome. Why should I be the only one to suffer?? 😜

Eventually however they settled down nicely (sort of). One on a pile of pillows on the couch while giving me the evil eye and the other…I don’t know where Molly disappeared to. She has several spots she prefers when she’s at our house. She was probably on the dog bed. Because the dog bed was empty…not like on the weekend, when I found this:

Makes you wonder why we bother with furniture at all. πŸ™ƒ

13 thoughts on “Fun with dogs, aka never a dull moment

  1. I’m finally stopping by to see what all the ruckus is about over here at your entertaining blog. Love this post – it’s so fun. You’re making me want to quit my day job and learn to be a dog walker. I’m so envious, except for the dog poop part. That doesn’t sound fun at all…I’ve got enough of that with my little Pomchi who can poop like he’s a Golden Retriever some days.

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  2. I’m so glad to have found another Toronto blogger! I feel like there are so few of us! Definitely will be following along πŸ™‚
    ~Lor

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