Dogs and butterflies: a childhood memory

I don’t remember all that much from my early childhood, but I have one formative
memory that sticks with me to this day. I think I first realized I was meant for a life with
dogs when I met Wally. Wally was a Siberian husky with heterochromia or two different
colored eyes. He was a wild dog, always looking for an escape or meal in the form of
another animal. Wally was adopted by my uncle when I was very little. My uncle lived
in the same apartment building as my grandma who babysat me. Wally was the cutest
puppy I had ever seen. He had strong brown and white markings. I instantly bonded
with Wally. We became the best of friends. I thought we would end up growing up
together, but alas this was not to be. Wally drank anti-freeze and died at the tender age
of two. The dangers of antifreeze is a another story for another day. Wally left this world
on, of all days, my uncle’s birthday. He was not handling it well and neither was I. To
this day, we always talk about Wally when it gets to be that time in May.

My uncle brought Wally back from the vet in a blanket. I cried for days following the
news of his death. It was my first experience with death that actually affected me
in a profound way. After all, I didn’t even cry at my grandfather’s funeral, instead I
played with Hot Wheels on the pews. I never felt heartbreak until the day I lost Wally. I
considered myself a loner, and Wally was the perfect parallel to my personality in dog
form. He was at times my best friend.

I had to be there the day he was laid to rest. Wally’s lifeless body was buried in my
uncle’s backyard. He was the first of many pets to be placed under the flower beds. I
remember the Beatles’ song, “Let It Be” played on the radio as we paid our respects. It
was so unbearably painful, but as young as I was, I recognized he was in a better place.
As the song continued, “when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on
me...” we saw the most beautiful monarch butterfly dance around the yard. He did
circles around my uncle and then around me, eventually landing on Wally’s grave. I
remember saying, “There’s Wally. He’s saying goodbye to us.” It was extremely rare to
see a monarch in the midwest this early in the season. I knew it had to be him. Every
year around the anniversary of his death we would see a butterfly in the yard. They
would always just fly right up to me. Without hesitation I would consider this Wally
checking up on me. I no longer believe in reincarnation, but for a time in my life, this
coincidence helped me to cope with losing Wally. From that day on, I loved butterflies
and recognized the fragility of life. Butterflies have all sorts of symbolic representations.
Some say their transformative nature means resurrection. Christians associate them
with the soul. Whatever the case, I no longer believe in superstition. It made me
recognize how much I truly and deeply I love animals. I was destined for a life with

dogs. To this day I always cry when an animal dies in movies. To this day I collect
things with butterflies. “Let It Be” remains one of my all-time favorite songs and I have
spent the better part of my life being touched by amazing animals. I see a little bit of
Wally in all of them.



by Mary C.

Is dog walking right for you?

Being a successful petsitter means being flexible. It also means keeping track of lots of little details. Over the years, I have gotten all kinds of requests. Some are simple details like, “please use the service elevator only” to “please, change my dog’s diaper.” Yes, some dogs wear diapers. Each time I hear something specific I make a mental note, a physical note, but also update our client records on those details. That way any sitter filling in has the latest information on each pet. I take all requests seriously no matter how unusual they might seem.

To some, petsitting might seem like an “easy” job or a fun one. What people don’t realize is that despite the fun that comes with bonding with your pet, there’s a lot to keep straight. There’s allergies, medications, behavioral issues, destructiveness...the list goes on and on. I can’t even count how many times people will come up to me and say, “I wish I could quit my job and just become a dog walker. You have it so easy.” Anyone who juggles a full route, can tell you it’s definitely not as easy it seems. Don’t get me wrong, I do think I have one of the coolest jobs on the planet. I just know not everyone is cut out for this. First, there is the handling. A lot of people who have had dogs as pets think they are dog experts. Just because you were a loving pet owner doesn’t mean dog walking is for you. You have to imagine the biggest, most unruly dog and ask yourself if you’re willing to go into a house with alarms going off, the dog barking and the key getting stuck in the door. The reason? You may encounter this. Granted, it may not be all at once, but we have these kinds of days. You have to be prepared and accept the possibility of being bit. Generally, most companies will not accept a client with a people-aggressive dog, but some slip through the cracks. I can tell you it’s a rare thing, but we’ve all been bit once or twice.

The other big issue is being calm under fire. Sometimes dog walking is super rewarding and other times it feels like a thankless job. What I mean is, a lot of pet owners forget to acknowledge us when everything is going smoothly, but are quick to point out when we mess up. We are only human and yes, things go wrong. But, I am a firm believer in owning up to your mistakes and communicating with the client right away. It eliminates a lot of frustration and hassle down the road. One of the biggest complaints I hear about other sitters is that they don’t keep the client in the loop. Just think about how you would feel if you left town and you didn’t even get a text from the sitter to say they made it to your house ok? I really hate leaving someone wondering. A quality sitter will always communicate. In addition, sending updates with pictures and video will make the client feel extra comfortable. After all, smart phones make this a lot easier. When I started dog walking all we used were pagers. I don’t know how I got around, which leads me to my next point.

A good sitter is a well-prepared sitter. I always map out my route to the client’s house ahead of time via google maps either on the computer or my iPhone. It will tell you about how long it will take to get there and give you directions. I always look it up again right before leaving the house because the timing could have changed due to traffic or some unforeseen circumstance. In LA, there’s always some unforeseen circumstance, so it’s best to check. Smart phones and GPS systems are a lifesaver, especially for a sitter who is new to the area.

Another important attribute is paying attention. A good dog walker doesn’t text, read books or listen to their headphones while walking your pet. Granted, we’ve all had something come through that we couldn’t wait to answer, but it’s best to be fully focused on the pet you are caring for. Often times, just being alert has helped me avoid a dog fight or a dog eating something they shouldn’t. In the Los Angeles area there’s also coyotes who are not shy of humans, so it’s especially important to be alert during dusk. I also try to look over a pet’s body at some point. I can’t tell you how many times I have noticed an injury, a wart or a tick on a pet. Going back to communication, it’s important you tell the pet parent about it and/or your company right away if you think it’s something serious.

Lastly, you need to know how you would deal with a dog dying or getting terribly sick in your care. It’s not something we like to think about, but it is a possibility. I have had puppies go into seizures in front of me. It’s scary, but you have to know what to do and how to stay calm. Some sitters take CPR classes to better prepare for emergency situations.

These are just some of the aspects of petsitting that most people probably don’t think about. If you’re still intrigued about being a sitter, than I say try it out. But, remember the more detail-oriented you are the better. These are lives we are dealing with. It’s a much more delicate situation than messing up someone’s latte order. If you still think you want to do it, I say go for it. You’ll know right away if you feel comfortable.

Contributed by our dog walker extraordinaire, Mary C.

Preparing your dog(s) for the 4th of July

Ugh, it’s that time of year again.  In just a few weeks, we’ll be subjected to evenings  full of cacophonous celebrations of our nation’s independence.  Ok, I realize that sounds very unpatriotic.  I do love our country and believe in celebrating the 4th of July. There was a time that I couldn't wait for all of the BBQs and fireworks night after night.  That was before I became involved in animal rescue, and before I owned one noise sensitive dog named Roo. Now, I dread it and all the days surrounding it.

Disney, an Angel City Pit Bull who is looking for his forever home!

For those who haven’t experienced the 4^th of July from a rescuers perspective, let me fill you in with some hard to hear truths.  The 4^th of July is the absolute busiest time of year for our city and county shelters.  Many dogs escape- either from their yards or homes, or sometimes from the hands of their handlers who mistakenly bring them along to a 4^th of July fireworks celebration because they think it will be “fun.” The shelters overflow with dogs that they didn’t have room for to begin with.  And while many of these dogs may be reclaimed by their desperate owners, it’s too late for the dogs whose place they had to take.  There is often a huge push just before the 4^th of July to get as many dogs as possible adopted, because when the 4^th of July escapees start rolling in, space needs to be made for them for the mandatory 3 day holding period (which is good news for you if your dog gets out- you do have at least 3 days to find her at your local shelter).  But, this often means that the long-time, or even recent residents of the shelter have to lose their lives in order to make space.

So, what can we do to help alleviate this situation?  First of all, plan ahead.  Make sure you know what your dog will be doing not only the evening of the 4^th, but also any other evenings around the 4^th. It may help to do a quick online search to find out when the big 4th celebrations are happening around you. And be prepared for the impromptu neighborhood celebrations with the illegally purchased fireworks.  If you live in the  Hollywood Hills, you probably don’t have to worry so much about that (hopefully….as that creates a whole different problem altogether!) but for those of us down in the Valleys, this is something I’ve come to accept as given. Last year I tried to sneak in a trip to the dog park at around 6:30 pm, thinking it was far too early for anyone to be setting off fireworks, but boy was I wrong!

Things you can do in advance to prepare your dog:

Pick up a “Thundershirt”- make sure you do some test runs in advance, so that your pup does not always associate wearing the T-shirt with being stressed.  Follow the directions that come with the Thundershirt for a successful introduction.  You can find these at most pet supply stores and can also order online at www.thundershirt.com

Get a Sound Socialization CD- I like the one from www.angeldoginc.com. Start by playing on lowest volume possible during feeding , treat-time or playtime with a favorite toy, and note your dog’s reaction.  You will turn the volume up over time in your sessions, but be careful not to try to do too much too soon.  If your dog tries to leave the room or looks stressed, turn off the sound and go back to lower levels at your next session.

Find some Calming sounds- “Through a Dog’s Ear” provides relaxing classical music to calm your dog when he is stressed.  Again, start playing in advance during “normal” times so your dog associates the music with good times and not just stressful times.

Crate training-  it’s never too late to teach a dog to use a crate. If done correctly, your dog will actually come to see her crate as her safe haven.  Use the crate only for positive experiences, never for punishment.  Never attempt to force your dog in the crate, especially if you yourself are stressed, angry, or frustrated.  Practice having your dog go in and out of the crate in short intervals when you are not rushed to get out the door, and always make sure there are lots of good things inside the crate- peanut butter stuffed kongs, favorite toys, things to chew, etc.  Toss treats into the crate whenever you pass by.  Feed in the crate.  Put a nice cushy bed in the crate (warning- if you put too good of a bed in the crate, you might never see your dog hanging out anywhere else!) Note: Your pup could still injure herself trying to escape from the crate if she is left alone in the home inside the crate during the fireworks celebrations.  I still recommend staying home with your noise sensitive pup, and leaving the crate open so she can go inside if she feels stressed.

Medications and Supplements- Talk to your vet about anti-anxiety meds or supplements. In extreme cases, a Xanax-type medication may help calm your dog during stressful events.  There are also natural remedies available- “Quiet moments” is one that can be found in most pet supply stores.    

Reinforce all potential exits from your home- make sure your windows and doors are secure. While you shouldn’t be leaving your dog in the yard during fireworks celebrations, there is always a chance she could escape to the yard, so make sure all holes, gates, etc are patched and secured, and that there is nothing she could climb on to help her leap over the fence.

Finally, make sure your dog is wearing identification at all times! Also, microchip your pets!

Things you can do the day of and during the celebrations:

This goes without saying, but whatever you do, DON’T bring your dog to a fireworks display.  Remember, their hearing is far more sensitive than ours.  And they have no idea what it’s all about. Dogs have no business going to see fireworks, and they certainly don’t get any enjoyment out of it.

Plan to stay home.  If you can’t, hire a petsitter to stay with your dog.  Make sure your sitter understands the grave importance of staying with your dog and what his potential reaction may be to the fireworks.

Earlier in the day, take your dog out for a good long walk/hike/swim/run or extra long retrieving session- anything you can do to completely wear him out.  If he is really tired it will help him relax through the fireworks.

Play your calming music- start early, before the fireworks should start and let it run all night.

Put the Thundershirt on- also in advance of when you expect the explosions to start.

If your dog gets upset, let him do what makes him comfortable- if he goes and hides under a table or in his crate, don’t try to force him out, or make a big deal out if it.  If he has put himself in a precarious position, then of course remove him, but otherwise let him be ( and if you don’t want him to hide in a closet or under your bed, make sure you close it off or remove his access in advance). Check on him from time-to-time and make sure he is OK.  If he wants to cuddle, that’s OK too.  Just don’t make a big deal of constantly telling him "it's ok." The key to getting through this is for you to remain calm.  Don’t get stressed or frustrated about your dog being stressed.  

Close the windows, turn up your calming music, draw the curtains and stay in for the night. Celebrate your dog's independence and hopefully that of many other dogs who will be adopted this summer.

Some dogs just have their quirks

Lazlo was always a strange fella. He was a large handsome shepherd mix with ears that flopped over. He was the sweetest thing when it came to people, but he had no tolerance for other dogs. His other enemy? Books. Generally, destructive dogs are destructive with anything they can get their paws on. Not, Lazlo. Occasionally he’d get into the garbage, but his favorite play toys were always bound. I can’t explain it, but everyday when I would show up to walk him he would have chewed the corners or ripped pages out of a paperback. What he had against Chaucer or King, I do not know. Maybe it’s because his owner was very fond of books. She had loads of paperbacks and many lovely, expensive art books lying around. Even if they were put away tightly on a bookshelf, Laz would find a way to inch them out. He was a mama’s boy, so maybe it was his way of expressing his separation anxiety. I always thought it looked like revenge. After all, he stayed with me a few times and never did it to my library. 

His owner was very patient with him. I would leave her messages about the destruction and she would just sigh knowing this wasn’t the first or last time. I never understood why she would continue to leave books within reach considering his track record. Whenever I would come in and find the evidence, Lazlo would hide or just look at me with those guilty eyes. It was hard to be mad at a dog with such silly egg eyes. His floppy satellite dish ears always made him look so stupidly cute. So, day after day, I would clean up the mess feeling awful about throwing away the books. Eventually, Lazlo and his owners moved away up north and I missed his antics. I wonder if he’s still tearing up books in Minnesota? It’s been a while and I’ve lost touch with his family. He’s probably an older fella by now, so maybe he’s grown out of it. Maybe his mom bought an iPad or Kindle and that was the end of it. Gosh, I hope so. Last time I checked, the score was trees 0, Lazlo 1,000. 

By Mary C., dedicated Fetch walker, sitter, and all around snuggle-giver

Best Friends launches NKLA (No-Kill Los Angeles)

Last night, Best Friends revealed to a crowd full of celebrities, rescue advocates, and animal lovers of all types, their plan to make Los Angeles a "No-Kill" city. What does this mean? 

LAST YEAR, OVER 56,000 DOGS AND CATS ENTERED LOS ANGELES CITY SHELTERS. MORE THAN 17,000 BEAUTIFUL, HEALTHY OR TREATABLE SHELTER PETS WERE KILLED. 17,000. 

Best Friends' proposal to solve this problem is twofold:

1- Fewer animals entering the shelter system due to spaying and neutering

2- More animals exiting the shelter (alive) due to more adoptions and fostering

Simple, right? It will be if we spread the word. 

We at Fetch are proud to be active volunteers with Best Friends and their NKLA campaign.  We hope you will join us.

To learn more about NKLA, visit their website and "like" them on Facebook.

Day of a Dog Walker: Chapter 2: The walk (s) and breakfast

In a perfect world, they could all go out together. But due to varying walking speeds, stamina, and reactivity, I choose to walk in shifts.  But who first?  Mr. Long black tail will find things to eat and tear apart, if left behind, so he gets to go on BOTH walks, lucky guy. He is already bounding around the room excitedly and when I pull out the lash and ask him to “sit,” I get a 2 second sit followed by a jump and a “hor-ra-row.” I give him a look and he sits back down, but squirms his head around as I try to loop the gentle leader over his long snout.  “Eh” I utter and he finally stops squirming long enough for me to fasten the leader to his collar.  Now he is off prancing about with the leash in his mouth.  Meanwhile, the little wrestler has been sitting patiently, occasionally rocking back and forth on his front feet in a show of mild impatience.  He will go along on the first round.

The first walk is fairly uneventful.  We walk slowly and only around the short block as the wrestler’s tendonitis is bothering him. Also he just likes to take his time and sniff everything in sight and this gives Long Tail the opportunity to pee on everything in sight, which then of course prompts the wrestler to pee on top of everything peed upon.  But it’s early and quiet and no one else is out, so it’s nice. 

We arrive back, and it’s now time for the Little Miss to join Long Tail- he gets two walks so I can keep an eye on him.  He could wait in a crate but he’ll wake up the whole building with his impatient barking at this hour so for the sake of my husband and neighbors, he gets to walk again.  He didn’t poop on the first round anyway, so he needs more exercise.

This is a much faster walk, as both dogs are young and want to GO.  They are also both a little bit leash reactive so we keep an eye out for other dogs approaching. We are ready to turn, cross the street, or reverse direction at any time. I believe that avoidance of confrontation at such an early hour is the best action.  I can’t control how the other owner controls their dog, and don’t want to take any chances that the other dog we pass could be just as reactive as my two.   But this morning is quiet, no dogs in sight and we move swiftly around the 2 mile route.

Back home, the wrestler is anxiously awaiting breakfast.  I find him sitting in front of the door, as if he has been staring at it the entire we have been out.

Everyone is unleashed and the Little Miss and Long Tail are off creating a ruckus as they jump and play.  I silently apologize to my downstairs neighbor- hopefully she is up and getting ready for work anyway.

I start running water to refill the water bowls for the day, and open the food bin and begin doling out the portions.  Glucosamine tablets are crumbled into the wrestlers food, and finally, a little crumble of freeze dried raw patty in each bowl as a little “dessert.” At one end of the kitchen goes the wrestler’s bowl, but I have to block Long Tail as he is desperate to get to any food bowl before it is plunked down. Long Tail and Little Miss follow me excitedly to the other room, where I plunk their bowls into their crates.

As they eat, I finish filling water bowls and then fill the water chamber of the coffee maker and flip on the coffee.  I wash my face, throw in my contacts and gather my things.   Coffee is ready, and in a travel cup it goes.  Off to the morning insulin shot for “grumpy” kitty.  Hope she’s in a good mood today!

Coping with loss: how your petsitter can help you through the grief

When you’ve been a professional pet sitter for as long as I have been, you have to say goodbye to a lot of pets. Most of us, as pet owners, say goodbye to only a handful of animals over our lifetime. When I became a business manager for a pet sitting company, I said goodbye to even more. Naturally, when you have over 200 clients, there are bound to be a few that are getting up there in age. It’s something I didn’t really think about when I took the job. It just is, as many things, a fact of life. It doesn’t make it any easier.

Sitters have a special bond with pets. We’re often the first ones to discover something is wrong. Since most of us see our pet clients daily, we notice the little things. Many of us have been in a pet’s life since the first week they were brought home. We share their firsts, wait patiently through their teething, help with the potty training and see them through to adulthood. When a pet client passes away, we experience the loss just as much as the owners. We may not be the pet parent, but we are their best friends. Anyone who loses a close friend knows their heart hurts very deeply.

You don’t have to suffer in silence though. I know it may seem hard to reach out to others when you’re feeling down, but sharing memories of your pet is a great way to talk through it. Pet sitters or family members are a great place to start. Not only do we know your pet, we can empathize immediately with the situation. We probably have some great photos or stories about your pet that might make you laugh.

We’ve all heard the old adage that “time heals all wounds.” I don’t think it’s time alone, but rather what you do with your time that counts. Remember, the goal is not getting over your loss, but rather adapting to life without your pet. After giving yourself a chance to grieve, it’s probably best to go back to your routine. It may be a good opportunity to start a new hobby. When you’re ready you might be able to memorialize your pet in some way. I’ve heard of clients doing a pet’s biography. They not only write out their pet’s life story, but they include photos and mementos, sort of like a scrapbook. Pet sitters can probably add a few stories or share some candid photos. I realize not all of us are crafty like that, but the important thing is to talk about it or share your work with others because you are not alone. Whether we came into your pet’s life at a young age or during their golden years, we shared a chapter or two of their journey.

I never forget how each pet has touched me in some way. I like to think of animals as a great way to bring people together. To this day, I remain friends with a number of former clients who don’t even have the same pet I cared for. Their indelible footprints on our lives were the starting point for something unexpected, but equally rewarding. I know not all pet owners are close with their sitters. That’s OK. After all, we come and go when you’re not there. Many of us hardly ever see each other, but the important thing is your pet saw us almost every day. I like to think that connects us, regardless if we feel connected.

Mary C. 

Devoted Fetch Petsitter

Day in the life of a dog walker, Chapter 1: The Wake Up Call

It’s 5 AM, and the evil overlord is chanting next to my ear.  I reach over and pick up the phone and ask it to wait 5 more minutes. Dog collars jingle. “Fi…mints…guys” comes out of my mouth in the most audible voice I can find. Too late. I feel a rush of wind as a long black tail whips my face.  More jingling.  I open one eye. The black tail rises from the foot of the bed, but it appears to be completely detached from any form.  At the corner of the bed, sits the little wrestler. Wide brown eyes, determined expression, chin slightly raised.  He is willing me to rise.  I close the eye. “hoawumph” I open the eye, as if I am looking for the source of the strange muffled sound, but I know where it came from.  The little wrestler’s lips are trembling.  I close the eye. “HOAWumph” More jingles.  I open the eye.  Behind the little wrestler stands a furry wolf-like creater,a nd the black tail is curled high and is now attached to a long black body and head with a long brown snout.  All eyes are on me.  I close the eye.  “HOAWUMPH!” followed by the sound of tiny galloping horses, which in a flash, seem to have jumped on top of me.  My face is getting a bath and I am now awake and giggling.

Administering Flovent from a sitter’s perspective

Call me naive, but I never knew you could use an inhaler on a cat. This is coming from

someone who has almost 10 years of experience as a professional pet sitter. Just like

people, our feline friends have all sorts of ailments from diabetes to UTIs, and even

asthma! They can experience wheezing, coughing, gagging and heavy panting. Signs of

feline asthma tend to be chronic and can be life threatening. As always, check with your

vet if you think your kitty may be suffering from something more serious than your

average hairball.

Recently, I started working for two clients whose kitties require Flovent. Luckily, a nifty

device known as the AeroKat was invented. It’s basically a rubber face mask attached

to the end of a plastic tube in which you release the Flovent. The tube holds the aerosol

medicine into a chamber, while the rubber piece ensures your cat breathes it in, sending

the Flovent to the lungs. Administering inhaler puffs are a cinch, even if you’re a sitter

who’s new to this procedure.

Here are the basics. Flovent is a steroid, which is used as a coughing and wheezing

deterrent. Cats with asthma may also use an Albuterol rescue inhaler for when they

have an attack. This is generally used in cases of emergency and not for prevention.

First, check the chamber and rubber end to make sure it’s clean and free of debris.

Next, uncap the inhaler and pop it into the back of the AeroKat tube. Next, shake the

inhaler for about 15 seconds. You may want to give your kitty a “dry run” to get her used

to the idea. I usually pet the cat to calm any nerves before administering the inhaler. It’s

probably easiest to do this on the floor where you are positioned behind the cat on your

haunches. Place your hand gently on the cat’s chest, so she has no room to back up

without making her feel trapped or smothered. In other words, try not to lean too far over

her. Once ready, place the rubber mask over the cat’s face making sure her nose

doesn’t press against it. Press down on the inhaler releasing the medicine into the

chamber. There’s a green flap that will move inside the AeroKat system to indicate she’s

breathing. The amount of breaths vary, but I usually make sure the cat gets at least 10

solid breaths before letting her go. I immediately shower the kitty with attention and

treats afterward for positive reinforcement and association. If your kitty squirms away,

just give her a second and reapply the mask. You don’t need to release another puff of

Flovent. There will still be plenty of medicine in the chamber. Detach the AeroKat, and

reseal the inhaler and you’re done. Of course, feel free to soak the AeroKat system in

warm water to clean it before the next use. Leave the pieces out to air dry. So, there you

have it! Believe me, it’s not as complicated as it sounds once you start doing it. Keeping

the kitty relaxed and in position to take solid breaths is the most important part. They will

love the rewards of love you give them for a job well done.

While feline asthma cannot be cured, it can be managed with medicine, which should

greatly reduce coughing and allergic reactions. You can also take other measures such

as keeping the cats away from perfume, cigarette smoke, dusty kitty litter and pollen.

Simple things like keeping windows shut, adding air purifiers and getting rid of clay kitty

litter (try Yesterday’s News or Dr. Elsey's Cat Attract instead) can make your cat’s

asthma more manageable. So, whether you are the sitter or the loving pet parent of an

asthmatic kitty, there are neat tools on the market to help in your new routine. This,

along with some basic home adjustments can ensure the comfort of your cat and help

them live a long relaxed life.

Devoted sitter Mary C.

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