Seven dachshunds, four cats, four goats and four cockerels
Its a massive plot of land with a large wooden house on it, Kelly who runs it is a 58 yr old woman whose husband is away working (read, they have split up 1-2 year ago) She has a bad back and also Fibromyalgia in her upper back and severe other health problems.
She sleeps downstairs because the seven dachshunds struggle to get upstairs - there are steps by the sofa and her bed so the dogs can get on them, being that their legs are 2 inches tall.
Downstairs is sofas and dog beds and a kitchen, the kitchen is also dedicated to dogs and the feeding regime. They all must have room temp food and there is an order, They each have a cocktail of tablets both homoeopathic and vet prescribed. They all eat raw meat.
The washing up is piled up and is done once a week apparently, in one of the two dishwashers in the meantime it adorns all the work surfaces. There's a water shortage here. Hence its piled up and there are flies everywhere.
Upstairs is my area, nice big room with veranda and bathroom, tidy but the underlying smell of something and the bedding stinks like it's not seen a washing machine for months - this will be the first time I use my sleeping bag liner!
Heres the strange thing, The garden is massive, with amazing views, but she has a weed fixation, so once I've fed the animals my job is to pull weeds from the lawn. However, there are millions of weeds. We went out this afternoon to do a few. There are two people from Malawi living in a caravan in the garden - their job is also to pull weeds. When we get a big one she is very happy, but then we are supposed to leave them upside down on the grass to die/dry out. This is a job that you can do for eternity.
Dogs and weeds. Its harmless I suppose.
I desperately want to clean the kitchen and clear the cooker which hasn’t been used in a while. She’s v thrifty with water and power so im not sure how this will work.
Also, the dogs wee at will in the house and I found a petrified dead bird in a dark corner inside!
Ok after last night in the smelly bed and watching her put all our breakfast dishes on the floor for the dogs to lick clean ive decided I can’t stay, honesty is the best policy so I said I wasn’t happy with these hygiene levels etc but really enjoyed her and the animals company, (true) and she was really nice about it.
I was in a cab before you could spell DACHSHUND and outta there.
The cab driver was. Fab and im now in modern apartment with a Seaview, for £18 a night inc breakfast back in Plettenberg Bay. Hmmmm what to do next??
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