Tales From A Not-so-perfect Pet Sitter Novels & Stories

“Her name is Dog. It wasn’t me, by the way.” “Don’t worry,” the keeper says, an amused grin spreading on her face. “We get all sorts of weird names and weird people. Some redhead in tiger-stripe glasses came in the other day hysterically searching for a cat called Elizabeth 3rd. As long as all the animals go to good homes and are looked after right, we’re not here to judge.”

, Joseph added, and chuckled. “You should just shut your mouth and eat before I throw you out”, Steve growled at him. “This is exactly the reason why I didn’t want to come in the first place. You are making me lose my appetite already, but I cannot leave this delicious food that was thoroughly, carefully and beautifully cooked by mother” he said, and laughed for a bit before reaching for his cup of water. *** Amber went back to work the next day and resumed her work like nothing had happened. Everything was still the same, just like before except the fact that she was always anxious about when he would call her in relation to their contracts.

But now, she simply didn't want to get involved in any of these troubles. "Are there any updates on looking into Abby?" Sage asked. Shane nodded. "Abby did go to a pet sitter near the neighborhood that night." Shane also mentioned that his people found out Abby hadn't gone to any restaurants or similar places to get takeout. Before Sage met those two homeless people, Abby hadn't left the pet sitter's place, either. Sage wasn't very surprised by this result. She suspected Abby because her timing always seemed too coincidental, but there was no other evidence.

“I’m putting her disgusting face on blast right now. So everyone can be careful. Don’t let this kind of trash seduce your husbands!” On the phone screen, the viewer count was skyrocketing. Comments flew across the screen. OMG, that woman looks so cheap! What is her mom wearing? Looks like it’s from a thrift store. Chloe, call the cops! Don’t let people like that dirty up your spa! The other clients started to gather around. They whispered and pointed. “How pathetic. She’ll do anything to trap a rich man.” “Look at how they’re dressed. There’s no way they can afford $5,000.”

I said, my tone light but my grip tightening on her. Cassie laughed it off, waving a hand. “Just these damn heels. They’re treacherous.” I stepped back as she brushed herself off, not missing the flicker of irritation that crossed her face. Cassie hated looking anything less than perfect. We piled into the car shortly after. Andrew and I took the front seats while Cassie and Leo slid into the back. The partition between us was down, and I could hear their conversation clearly, as I always did. Cassie started immediately, her voice dripping with disdain. “You wouldn’t believe the people I had to deal with today,” she said, pulling out small alcohol wipes from her purse. “One of them actually

“That’s the influence of one of their older cousins and a frequent family friend. I had a college dropout for a caretaker for a while, and he lasted the longest with those boys, but there wasn’t any real education going on. They ate more cereal bars and toast than proper food.” Hearing Richard’s confirmation, Emily looked down and played with her fingers. After hearing Richard’s reply, she put two and two together and finally understood the situation. It wasn’t as if Richard and Favian did not try. They were doing their best for the boys, but with that level of fame and money, most of the ‘qualified’ sitters were usually only after glamour and fat paycheques. The inexperienced businessmen we

Caraline frowned and said sarcastically, "You're right. Besides the apple orchard, I have a new pet to take care of now." "I heard you even searched for it for years. A very lucky pet," Deric replied, "if you take a pet away from its habitat, then force it to live in your home, you should be able to make sure all its needs are met. I read that line on the internet once." "Shut up!" snapped Caraline at last. The man in front of her was good at processing words while making her anger boil. "You'll get what you want tomorrow." "You're considerate," Deric praised.

I said. "You're worth being patient for." Before I could respond, my enhanced hearing picked up a familiar voice from across the cafeteria. "—heard she's been acting really strange lately. Staying up all night, avoiding people during the day..." I turned to see two girls from my archaeology program talking in low voices. With my vampire hearing, I could pick up every word even though they were trying to be discrete. "Maybe she's having some kind of breakdown? Remember how she destroyed that pottery display last week?"

Jeff said, "Ok, spill the beans. Tell us what's going on here." For the next twenty minutes Terri told Jeff and Tina the complete detailed story about the changes in her life over the last week, leaving out only the personal events she'd experienced with the family. She explained as the housekeeper she was in charge of the daily operations of the Morrison's home and estate. She explained all the staff working here are nude and after standing up Terri removed her clothes saying, "I'm now a nudist and today is only the second time I've been dressed since I came to work here."

“I should teach you about the things you can and cannot do while you’re here. Their safety is of the utmost priority. But first of all, we need to head to the gym.” “The gym? Wait…you’re not going to apologize?” He turns, having walked to the door after placing Bella on a kitty playground suspended above him. He stares at me like I grew two heads, or like what I asked for was absurd. “For what?” I sputtered, a scoff on my lips…..I barely knew what to say to that. “You want to be an animal sitter, right? Then you should get used to this because it could get worse in a very short time. If you complain about being a scratching post, how the hell will you handle Barnaby?”