Today my first job was in a town called Millville on a vacant ranch. Actually the ranch was a working ranch and just the houses on the land were being used as rentals. When I arrived it took me awhile to figure out what house I was supposed to clean. They were all vacant and there was nobody around.
As I was walking around I noticed a very skinny dog locked in a kennel. I walked up to check on him. This poor dog was so happy to see me. It wagged its tail and let me give him head scratches. He was so skinny and his ribs were showing. This dog had been abused. Thinking that the pup might be hungry, I immediately starting looking around for some dog food. I went through all 5 homes. I went through all the garages and cupboards looking for food. The only thing I could find was a granola bar. The dog happily ate it.
While working I saw a ranch hand drive by on a gator. I flagged him down and asked about the dog. I was fully intending on taking this dog home with me. The hand told me that the dog was abandon by the tenants with three other dogs. The other dogs died of starvation. The prior tenant intended to shoot the existing dog. The guy told me his coworker was looking after him and bringing him back to health. Doggy will be going to the vet tomorrow.
I gave the guy my card and told him if the dog isn’t wanted, give me a call and I’ll give him a good home. The pup’s name is Will and he’s about three years old.
Also. You know a place has been vacant a long time when the mice burrow through the paper towels.
The house I cleaned was massive and it came out great.
As I was walking around I noticed a very skinny dog locked in a kennel. I walked up to check on him. This poor dog was so happy to see me. It wagged its tail and let me give him head scratches. He was so skinny and his ribs were showing. This dog had been abused. Thinking that the pup might be hungry, I immediately starting looking around for some dog food. I went through all 5 homes. I went through all the garages and cupboards looking for food. The only thing I could find was a granola bar. The dog happily ate it.
While working I saw a ranch hand drive by on a gator. I flagged him down and asked about the dog. I was fully intending on taking this dog home with me. The hand told me that the dog was abandon by the tenants with three other dogs. The other dogs died of starvation. The prior tenant intended to shoot the existing dog. The guy told me his coworker was looking after him and bringing him back to health. Doggy will be going to the vet tomorrow.
I gave the guy my card and told him if the dog isn’t wanted, give me a call and I’ll give him a good home. The pup’s name is Will and he’s about three years old.
Also. You know a place has been vacant a long time when the mice burrow through the paper towels.
The house I cleaned was massive and it came out great.
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