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“Hello! Well… isn’t that boring? Welcome to my blog.”
So this is where the plan will somehow turn into chaos in one way, shape, or form. But honestly, that seems to be how life works around here. Somehow every day turns into a story. And even on the chaotic days, I still think every day is a good day.
Now technically I could start this whole blog by saying it all began because a feathered menace attacked me and I ended up with a concussion. But that’s old news at this point. And yes—I’m okay. I mean… mostly. I’ll be better once my head stops pounding. Although if I listen closely enough, I swear the pounding almost sounds like an ’80s song or an EDM beat trying to drop.
But you know what will make it better? Dogs. Dogs make everything better.
So after sharing my battle against an angry rooster yesterday, a few people reached out and told me they actually enjoyed reading what I wrote. And honestly? That surprised me. I’ve always loved writing. I journal almost every day—sometimes on my phone, sometimes on random scraps of paper, sometimes just to get thoughts out of my head. But I never really thought about people wanting to read any of it.
Then I thought… why not? I literally spend my days hanging out with dogs. I can sit on a couch with a pup beside me and talk into my phone while it types what I’m saying. Technology is wild. Plus, this sounds way more productive than watching TV all day… although a nap does sound pretty amazing right now.
I’ve always been one of those people who can talk to literally anyone. I could be sitting at a restaurant and ask the person next to me, “What are you eating? That looks delicious.” I’ll compliment someone’s shoes while walking by or randomly start a conversation with somebody standing in line.
A couple weeks ago my friends were laughing at me—in a good way—because we went out to dinner and I was handing out my business cards to every person with a dog. But I mean… why not? Free advertising is free advertising. The more cards I hand out, the busier I stay. And I genuinely love what I do. I love meeting people and I love meeting their dogs even more.
So I guess this is where we are. I’m Mary. I’m a pet sitter. I organize things, clean things, house sit, and apparently survive rooster attacks. But I’m also realizing there’s more to me than just Mary E. Poppins the Pet Nanny.
And maybe that’s part of why I’m here.
I know who I am… but I think somewhere along the way, I forgot to ask myself what I actually like. Who is Mary outside of pet sitting? What makes me happy? What do I want?
I wouldn’t say I’m stuck. Life has just been hard the last couple years. Really hard. But I’m ready to start living again. I’m here. I’m figuring it out. I’m getting through all the stuff life keeps throwing at me.
And I’ve got goals. Big goals. I want a house someday. Not tomorrow. Not next week. But eventually.
This blog is also going to be where I tell all my crazy pet-sitting stories because trust me… I have stories. I always say I wish I had those Meta glasses where you can hit record and capture everything because some of the things these dogs do are unbelievable.
Dogs are basically children. They act completely different with me than they do with their humans. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
So thank you for being here. This is just the beginning.
I hope I don’t bore you.
And if I do… well… nobody is forcing you to read this.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have dogs to hang out with and a rooster injury to emotionally recover from.