I could hear the incessant barking of a dog when Becca called five-ish yesterday. It was Yuyu (poodle), a boarder, and was not surprised when Becca mentioned that its owner is hoping for someone to adopt the dog!
When my kids were young, the drumming on the table with their fingers, pens or anything at all, was enough to infuriate me! My sharp "STOP IT!" never failed to bring about an instant halt to their action......
I don't mind cleaning up the defecation in the absence of a helper....I don't mind the long hours, I enjoy grooming the furry kids....I love simply being around the dogs and everything about my business BUT I JUST DETEST the BARKING which drove me up the wall!!!
Split ends of canes were tell-tale signs of these canes' forceful landing on tables, chairs, cages, fences, just about anywhere but the DOGS to hush them up and in some stubborn cases to no avail!!
AND, as if it was not enough to TEST my PATIENCE, amidst the INCREDIBLY THUNDEROUS BARKING, there were the IDIOTS (pardon me) standing at the doorway, while I was at the other end of the shop, asking for HEAVEN KNOWS WHAT!!!! These fools probably thought I may have BIONIC EARS which I unfortunately don't and even if blessed with BIONIC EYES, I don't LIP READ!!!...all I could focus on were, their HATEFUL mouths OPENING and SHUTTING like goldfishes gasping for air in the aquarium!! To such people, unless they walked up to me, I, fuming inwardly, would just proceed with whatever chore I was doing and ignore them completely.
There was this soft spoken lady who used to advise me to STAY COOL amidst the deafening barking and it was not until she was at the shop to help out that she knew she was talking through her hat!!! Just within hours, she was SCREAMING at a dog she was trying to hush up and would have caned the poor barker had I not warned her against it!!
To state that I have no regrets giving up the place is a lie, however, though the above scenario was not the deciding factor, I am glad I made the decision........
