Ladies and gentlemen, the story you are about to read is true. Their doggy names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Before last week, I had never dog sat before. The task had never even crossed my mind until one day two completely unassociated Wilton residents reached out to me in request of my dog-sitting services. It should be noted that I have never advertised said services as I had no experience in the matter, but in this serendipitous career-launching opportunity, I gladly accepted their offers. Stay in someone’s nice house, play with dogs, get paid: what more could I ask for? I went over a week early to meet Dog A. Dog A was very loveable with a particular affinity for hands. She would rub her entire gigantic golden retriever body on me until she could get a sweet lick of my spindly fingers. The family of Dog A also needed me to watch the house for the weekend, and seeing that I had an SAT on the Saturday of that weekend, I would stay over at their house.