House Sit 45 - Christie Downs - SA - Australia

I pulled up on the street and couldn’t see a letter box but recognised the house from my ‘security checks’ on Google Maps. As I walked up the path to the door I was hoping it was the right house. I knocked on the door and was greeted by a young guy holding a baby. “Brooke?” I said to which he replied “well I’m not Brooke but you’re at the right place”

This was the start to my funniest meet and greet to date. Caleb and Brooke are a young couple with two little kids, one of which was on the hip of Caleb and the other that was meant to be in bed but insisted that he wanted to say hello to me every few minutes. If only I was this popular in everyday life.  Between all the jokes, laughs and banter we had a run through of everything with the house and Sasha the American Staffy who I would be looking after.

 

I arrived at the house sit and Sasha seemed just as excited to see me as I was to see her. I unpacked the car, ordered pizza (captain lazy pants) and nestled in on the couch to watch telly. When bed time came around I invited Sasha under the quilt because winter had well and truly set in and I figured both of us could use the extra body warmth. Sasha did not budge the entire night, wrapped up in a ball under the quilt. I woke up and she still would not budge, anyone would think she was playing dead. “Ahhhh Sasha”  I said “I too feel like playing dead today and not going into work” Whilst I tried to wriggle from beneath her I started to think how ridiculous it would sound calling in sick due to cute dog asleep on you. I soon realised this wouldn’t fly and somehow managed to get out from underneath her and then climb over her to get out. I popped the quilt back over her and let her sleep for a little bit longer… ahh to be a dog!

Sasha and I soon worked out a pretty good routine at night. I would go to bed and have my laptop ready to watch an episode on Netflix, she would come up for cuddles and lay like a human next to me. Then when it was time to go to sleep I would get her to move to the end of the bed and put the blanket over her to keep her warm.

Sasha was an absolute delight to look after, sometimes she didn’t understand personal space like when she insisted walking across my chest when my alarm went off but her utter cuteness made up for it.