Diary of a Dog-Sitter: Old Routines and New Routines.
Getting to grips with double trouble
I’m just coming to the end of my latest three night stint of dog-sitting duties. It’s only the second time I’ve dog-sat Betsy and her seven-month-old daughter, Phoebe.
I did one night last month, but that wasn’t really long enough for Phoebe and I to get to know one another. But these…