Painters At My House
We had painters at my house a few weeks back. They were coming and going for several days, making lots of noise… Rolls of tape being ripped. Metal ladders clanging. Scraping and banging on the walls. And when paint rollers get going they make this really weird noise like “foopt, foopt, foopt, foopt.” ALL DAY LONG!
And then there’s the smell of fresh paint mixed with plaster dust, interspersed with the aroma of coffee, donuts and whatever else they were eating that day. The painter guys were taking smoke breaks (outside of course) but it’s AN ABSOLUTE ASSAULT ON THE NOSE.
Perhaps you know I enjoy protecting my house from intruders. If the front door opens, it’s my job to alert everyone in the household that we are being invaded. Even if it happens 95 times a day. Shih tzus were bred by the Chinese Royals as “burglar alarm” dogs to protect the ancient rulers, and thousands of years later, I’m still barking and doing my job.
For some reason, the inhabitants of the household and the painters were not amused by my incessant barking, so I was banished to the master bedroom closet. Before you all accuse my mom of cruelty to animals, I want you to know I LIKE the closet. It’s quiet in there. She sets me up with my soft, comfy bed along with my water dish and toys. Did I mention extra treats? Mom feels shameful when she leaves me in the closet, so she assuages her guilt by feeding me special, luxury yummies I don’t usually receive. I like it in the closet. Coming out of the closet? Not so much!
At Hinsdale Humane Society, the police bring us lost animals so we can reunite them with their families. Sometimes pets get away from their owners on a walk or they decide to chase a squirrel and find themselves in the next county.
But do you know the most common reason pets get out of their house or their yard? Visitors coming and going who don’t know the pet’s everyday routine. House sitters, painters, meter readers, out of town relatives, repairmen, friends coming over for playdates, party guests, furniture delivery guys, etc. etc. They will leave the door open or a gate unlatched for just a few minutes… And the pets say to themselves “Hey, the door is open. I think I’ll just explore the great unknown.” Or “You’re really upsetting me with all these strange new people with all their annoying sounds and smells. I’m OUTA HERE, Lady!”
So, the next time you have guests over for a party or strangers invade your house for any reason, do me a favor. Put your pet in a safe place behind closed doors or in a kennel or at grandma’s house where we’ll be protected and secure. You won’t regret it.
Especially if the painter trips over FiFi and the paint is spilled everywhere and the ladder falls through the window and the guy falls down and breaks his arm and decides to sue you for an unsafe work environment… and FiFi escapes through the broken window. If it happens in sitcoms, it could happen to you, too!
Until next time, be safe!
I hope you’re doing well. Are you watching your weight and your cholesterol? I’ve been a little worried about you lately. I’ve also noticed there’s an amazing lack of snow, so I hope you can land your sleigh to bring presents to all the good little boys and girls, pets and humans!
I might have made your naughty list this year. You know that barking thing seems to get on everyone’s nerves… And I accidently nibbled on a few toes… (It wasn’t really biting, just a natural reflex from being startled!) So I’m not going to ask you for anything for myself. After all, I have enough love to go around and enough kibble in my bowl, so I’m all set. But I’m hoping you’ll bring something special for those I care about.
For the animals here in the shelter (some of them have been here for quite a while!) please find them great homes with people who cherish them forever. That goes for cats, too. I like them, even though they don’t seem to like me. Could you remind them that we prefer purring and kissing, not hissing?!
For our staff and volunteers who do so much to help out around here, please bring them at least one thing on their wish list. They’ve been very good, so they deserve more than just our thanks and praise.
I’ve heard a lot of news reports about people who hurt children, animals or other living breathing creatures. I hope you will make them understand that behavior is NOT acceptable. Please help the vulnerable ones who need protection from harm. That goes for polar bears and reindeer at the North Pole, too.
At this time of year, everyone talks about peace and joy. But sometimes there’s discord and sadness. So for those who are disappointed or disillusioned, unemployed or uninspired, please give them an extra boost of optimism and the confidence that things are going to get better. Likewise, I know folks who are missing loved ones this holiday season. Pets who have crossed the Rainbow Bridge and departed ones who will spend the holiday in heaven instead at the dinner table. Please shower them with love and tidings of comfort and joy.
Then when everyone goes to sleep, rather than visions of sugar plums, could you send them dreams of a brighter tomorrow?
Thanks for listening, Santa Dear.
Thanksgiving is upon us! It really is one of my favorite holidays. I don’t know why some people need an actual day to remind them to be thankful. Being thankful is easy! The animals at the shelter are thankful for the staff members who tend to their needs. The staff members are thankful to the volunteers who give so unselfishly of their time. The people who adopt the dogs and cats from Hinsdale Humane Society are thankful for their new furry family members. It’s just one big, happy THANK YOU after THANK YOU!
I’m thankful all the time. I’m thankful my family feeds me and takes care of me and takes me for walks and lets me sleep in their bed. Mostly, I’m thankful I have a home with people who love me.
So in honor of Thanksgiving, I’ve written a little song I’m dedicating to all the previously homeless pets and to all the wonderful people who have adopted them (in the style of the 1915 classic and with apologies to MOTHER).
T is for the TOYS and TREATS you gave me.
H is for the HUGS you give so well.
A is for ADOPTING me and giving me a home.
N is for happy NEW beginnings
K is for KISSES and affection.
S is for SHARING unconditional love.
G, you really GIVE my life new meaning.
I know I’M so lucky to be yours.
V is for taking me to the VETERINARIAN.
I know IT’S really for my own darn good!
N is because I will NEVER ever leave you.
G, it’s GOOD to finally finish my song.
Put them all together they spell Thanksgiving, a word that means the world to me.
Thanksgiving. Giving thanks. Which is what I am doing now.
Thank you, thank you for the LOVE you gave me.
Don’t you think that word should have an “L”?
I love you. I thank you. You’re so swell.
Put them altogether they spell Thanksgiving.
Wishing you a Happy one as well!
Until next time.