|Cold-weather Bogey in Central Park|
Today while Bogey and I were strolling around the Upper West Side, we bumped into his old walker, Jadne. I am always amazed at how intelligent dogs are. Let me rephrase. I am always amazed at how intelligent my dog is. Okay so I am a little biased. Bogey saw her across the street, heard her say his full name the way that she used to (Bogart), and immediately recognized her. He jumped, pawed, licked and did what any other extremely excited Labrador would do. He has not seen Jadne in at least six months, and she has not walked him in almost a year. That is definitely one smart dog.
Jadne left the daycare/walking company to work independently. Dog walkers are a dime a dozen in Manhattan, but a great dog walker–well–not so much. The average person doesn’t realize the hard work and dedication that it takes to be a walker for a long period of time. Many self-employed walkers do not get vacation or sick days. Rain, snow, sleet, hail, and scorching summer days don’t matter. Canines still must do their biz on a daily basis.
I love dogs, and dogs love me. Could I possibly be a dog walker? I’ve considered this, believe it or not. While my mother and my cousin were visiting this past weekend, the subject of my new career came up in conversation. They mentioned “dog walking” as if this could be an option. What about my dream and long-term goal of becoming a professional writer? I guess they were thinking that taking Spot or Fifi out to do their business could potentially be a supplemental income. After all, I do successfully walk Bogey every day and he is quite the handful. But, I absolutely dread it in the winter since I hate the cold.
So I had an idea for a new type of dog walker known as a “fair-weather” walker. This would be perfect for me.
No walks when temperatures exceed 85 degrees.
No walks when humidity exceeds 70%.
No walks when temperatures dip below 50 degrees.
No walks during precipitation.
No walks during construction projects. (alternate routes must be used as these are stressful for the walker)
No walks when winds exceed 10 miles per hour.
No walks when the walker doesn’t feel up to walking.
For some odd reason, Mom and Danielle felt this type of business would not be a viable second income. So for now, writing it is.
To all of my fans out there: Thanks for reading my blog. Without you, I would be an extremely poor dog walker in Manhattan since I have no desire to live in Los Angeles, the city with perfect dog-walking conditions.