Grab a cup of coffee, sit a spell, and tell us about the latest antics of your spotted dogs.
I have some news..
by LisaM (no login)
I just completed my tenth day of employment this last Friday at a new job. I haven't worked in years, due to my fibromyalgia. I can't work normal hours, can't work full time, can't be on my feet all day..can't be bending over as my back won't take it. There is little I can do..but I got the PERFECT job. It's part time, and I work a few hours a day.
I am the Animal Control Officer for a little neighboring town.
Everyone is very cooperative so far, and I am just talking to people like I'd want to be talked to if someone had a problem with my dogs. Everyone thinks they hired the perfect person and so far, I LOVE IT! I get to drive around, look for dogs, meet dogs, meet dog people, talk dog talk and get PAID FOR DOING IT! LOL What could be better than that?
The funny part is that I am fighting my own city council over a lying neighbor's complaints about my own dogs, and fighting for a variance on a kennel license. My neighbor is the general manager of the master planned resort that is coming in, and all my other neighbors have stood up for me. He's a jerk in the worst sense of the word. He's even sent me threatening emails, yet the city won't tell him where to get off. It's almost funny.
So, when people around here find out I got this job, they are first in disbelief and then they crack up. They all think it's very ironic that I got this job, and a bit of a slap to my own town "fathers" as I wouldn't get the job if I wasn't well thought of and very highly recommended.
(I think some of you know this from my Dal Rescue list, but some might not.) Anyway, I do love my job. I've done well so far and hope that it continues. The hardest part is learning to drive the stick shift on those hills..stop signs on the steep hills still intimidate me greatly.