Driving up to one of my clients' homes I noticed a man working on the roof of the house. It was my first day starting cat care but they were regular clients. We waved to each other and I went inside. There was a note, as I expected, to let me know that there would be someone working on the house that day and not to mind him. Fine. It's good that they let me know so there are no questions asked.
I went about my regular routine, hugging cats, feeding cats, brushing cats, scooping boxes, writing in the daily log, handing out treats, and big hugs again before leaving.
As I was walking back to the car the fella said to me, "You know, I could have fed the cats for them. Funny that they didn't ask me." I proceeded to tell him that I had been caring for these cats for years now and am hired to do so each time they travel. He said.."Oh, well I wouldn't want to take away your income. That's fine, I won't offer then, he said. I looked at him and said "you know, you also have to scoop their litter boxes daily." He wrinkled up his nose and replied, "Oh hell, forget that then."
It is so 'old hat' for me to keep litter boxes ship-shape for my clients' cats that I barely think about it.
I guess that is what would stop many from wanting to become a cat-sitter.
Kind of takes the glamour out of it. HA! Take it from me, it is not a glamorous occupation.
Although, I do find that when I am called to care for pure-breds I tend to wear more bangles.
They really are very clean animals and appreciate our efforts by using their box without fail. Another reason I love them.
The love-birds never batted a tail when they woke to find Audrey snuggled in with them. This may be a daily ritual soon.