Something of a victory
I’m usually purposefully vague about where I work and what I do, other than a job in a grooming salon. But I’m about to get a little specific.
There’s been a bit of a shake up at work with two new managers in the salon (but they’re great!) and we continue to bleed people. Only this time it was one of our most experienced groomers. So now along with new enforcement of policies we’re also starting to explain to people about the former manager and one of the favorite groomers being gone.
And today one of her regulars came in for her weekly brush out/dematting/new topknot. I assigned it to a groomer with an open slot. But when the dog arrived the groomer had a personal emergency and asked ME to do the dog.
Totally nervous. But I did my best and learned how to put in a top knot (yeah, so you know by now I’m a not a groomer) and was tickled that the dog behaved better for me than I’d seen her behave for her regular groomer. The owner came in right as I was putting the bow in. So she knew right away that it was me and not a groomer who worked on her dog.
But she loved it. Absolutely loved it. Tipped me and everything.
So I’ve been floating today, despite two very long, tiring days (today was the day of grumpy/picky customers) because my new boss and the owner thought I did a great job on this super-request-one-person-only-touches-my-dog client.
I know this isn’t a big deal to other people, but I’ve been debating whether I should go to grooming school or not (I’ve been asked twice now by my employers to go) and this is a really happy-making thing for me. This is about the third compliment I’ve gotten from higher ups in the last 2 weeks.
Eeep
Someone just offered up a 2 year old blue merle Great Dane on my city Freecycle. I wish so bad I had the space for her.
Ten rape prevention tips: →
1. Don’t put drugs in women’s drinks.
2. When you see a woman walking by herself, leave her alone.
3. If you pull over to help a woman whose car has broken down, remember not to rape her.
4. If you are in an elevator and a woman gets in, don’t rape her.
5. When you encounter a woman who is asleep, the safest course of action is to not rape her.
6. Never creep into a woman’s home through an unlocked door or window, or spring out at her from between parked cars, or rape her.
7. Remember, people go to the laundry room to do their laundry. Do not attempt to molest someone who is alone in a laundry room.
8. Use the Buddy System! If it is inconvenient for you to stop yourself from raping women, ask a trusted friend to accompany you at all times.
9. Carry a rape whistle. If you find that you are about to rape someone, blow the whistle until someone comes to stop you.
10. Don’t forget: Honesty is the best policy. When asking a woman out on a date, don’t pretend that you are interested in her as a person; tell her straight up that you expect to be raping her later. If you don’t communicate your intentions, the woman may take it as a sign that you do not plan to rape her.
Also remember not all rape victims are women
I can’t stand this. Breaks my heart into a billion shitty pieces and the goes over them with a steam roller. I need a big house with a lot of space and a rescue kennel. Done.This was Mojo.
Mojo was an APBT bought from a “good” breeder as an 8 week old puppy. He had UKC papers and was an attractive blue brindle and white (picture is bad, but he was truly a gorgeous dog).
Mojo was housebroken, knew sit, stay, and down, was good with other dogs, and even good with children.
Mojo and I have a history. He was first owner surrendered to us because his owner’s apartment no longer allowed pit bulls. I remember after a long day with the “difficult” dogs I expected a large bully like him to be hard to walk and manage–nope, he sat for me to leash up him up and walked calmly around the shelter, sniffing other friendly dogs and ignoring the reactive dogs. I made sure to spend a lot of good time with this big sweet boy for the couple months he was there.
I was so happy when he was adopted, and surprised when he came back a month later because his owners were “moving”.
It took another month, but he was adopted again to what seemed like a good home. He growled while playing tug, which anyone who knows jack shit about dogs is NOT an aggressive behavior, and was promptly returned because they didn’t want to take the chance of him being “an aggressive pit bull”.
After yet another month and a half, he was adopted again. At this point I wasn’t hopeful. I was right not to be so. He was returned a month later because “the wife didn’t want dogs anymore” with a little cattle dog mix friend.
Today, Mojo was euthanized. Yes, with his UKC papers, his training, and proof of being friendly with kids and other dogs. We ran out of space, and staff at this point didn’t think any adoption was going to work out, so they gave up on him. He was only 3 years old.
Don’t EVER feed me that utter bullshit that it’s okay to breed your dog because he’s got “good lines” or “papers”. The shelter doesn’t give a shit about your papers. People don’t give a shit about papers when it’s a pit bull type-to most people, a pit is a pit.
Mojo’s death made me realize something today: People that can say it’s okay to breed pit bull types when they’re they account for 1/4 of all shelter euthanasias in the U.S. sicken me. Period. End of.
Bits and pieces from the All American Grooming Show. I learned a lot today. One of the biggest things being that groomers are, in their own right, artists. I mean the things they did with these Poodles are just so creative and inspiring and I honestly can’t wait to become a part of this <3
OMG!
So neat!
: I hate... →
…when a dog comes in absolutely crazy, rushing all over the place, trying to jump up on tables or counters to greet people and other dog, the owner makes no attempt to (or just can’t) control them. Then they make a long, often specific list of all the things we’re supposed to…
I have a pair that come in that the owner brings them separately and cannot bring them in herself. I actually like them, because they are so eager to…well do anything with anyone. But they are absolutely insane, behavior wise. The trainer and store manager walked them out and barely controlled them. When a veteran trainer says she’s never seen such crazy dogs before—yeah.
My pretty little pet Powderpuff Chinese Crested, Caspian. :)
I can’t believe I missed this. Gorgeous dog. Love him. How can you not want to get him a little spiked bracelets and a collar or a leather jacket. What a rock star!
