I racked my brain on what I was going to do all morning, as I was multi-tasking with some stuff in my email. I wanted to double check Molly's reservation at the kennel for next month, and when I looked at the confirmation email I realized that they had the wrong expiration dates on her vaccines. She is actually up to date on everything, which meant I needed to provide them documentation that her shots were current. A light bulb went off in my head, and I realize that it was a sign of who I should do something nice for.
I have to give some background on our relationship with the place where we kennel Molly, which is pretty much the greatest kennel ever and I refuse to let anyone else keep Molly. Our previous dog Natasha was insanely mellow and "go with the flow", so when we traveled my aunt and uncle always graciously kept her. Tash was perfectly happy chilling out in the garage when they were at work, and then relaxing out in the yard or on their deck when they were home. When Tash got too old to give a crap anymore about chasing my aunt's cats, she was allowed in their living room at night to watch TV with them. And by watching TV, I mean snoring loud enough to wake the dead.
Molly is the polar opposite of Natasha. She doesn't have an independent bone in her body, nor will she tolerate being shut away from where all the action is. She completely panics if she is enclosed in a room. She wants to be on a couch or bed next to a human at all times, and anything else is not acceptable to her. I love Molly to pieces but I definitely wish she had a little more of Tash's "It's all good dude" spirit. But Molly is her own little furry person so, we love her anyway.
Molly also had a hard start in life. Greyhound racing is not pleasant, and while we don't know much about her past, there are certain things she does and reactions she has that lead us to believe she got hit a lot at the track, and also possibly had and incident with a starting gate. (she is terrified of the baby gate or anything she has to walk through/under) Once she retired, she was passed to at least 3 different homes (2 foster, 1 supposedly forever home) within two years before getting to us. We're convinced she was so aloof with us in the beginning because she didn't know what it was like to be in a home with owners who were going to actually love and keep her. Not that the foster parents weren't great, but it's not like having a forever owner. The reason I'm giving you this data dump is to illustrate why I almost had a nervous breakdown the first time we had business travel after adopting Molly, which honestly wasn't very long. Between still feeling raw after Natasha's death and protective of Molly and her issues, I was just about to lose my mind with trying to decide where to kennel her. I was scared the poor thing was going to think we were yet someone else who was going to abandon her, and that we might lose the little ground we had with her at the time.
Long story short, we went with this kennel after reading positive reviews and going for a kennel tour. Every step of the way, these girls were so incredibly nice and patient with us, answering my thousand questions and making us feel at ease. The day I dropped Molly off I had literally typed up a 2 page document of instructions, Molly's personality quirks, etc. Instead of rolling her eyes or being like "THIS bitch", the girl at the front desk sat and read every concern with me, discussed them and made notes in Molly's file. They took fantastic care of her while we were gone, tolerated me calling
This morning I went to a local mom and pop place that has THE best doughnuts and picked up a dozen assortment, then ran to Safeway to get a fruit tray and a thank you card. I told the staff basically that they were amazing, that I forever appreciated what good care they took of Molly and that there was no one else we'd ever think of leaving her with. When I walked in the girl lit up and was immediately like "Is Molly here?!?!" (This is typical of everywhere we go, Molly is a rock star and people could give a shit about me or Eric!) But I told her that I wanted to update Molly's vaccination records since the correct expiration dates were not on file. When she was done doing that, I pulled out the doughnuts, card and fruit tray and told her that I also wanted to thank them for the wonderful job they do, that we forever appreciate how good they are to Molly, so I brought them a little treat for breakfast. The girl looked absolutely stunned and then started thanking me over and over. It felt incredible to see the surprise and joy on her face, especially since it was such a little thing monetary wise and took little effort or time out of my day. Thanking the people who make my life easier is something I need to do more often.
So go out today and do something kind for someone, and thank those who make your life easier!