Tools of my toil

Normally, when we go away, we send Lola to a dog-sitter. This time we had sitters who offered to come to our place to look after Lola, accompanied by their rug-making golden retriever. They had the benefit of proximity to the beach and we got to save a few bob. I think they had a good time but the savings wasn’t worth it to us. Instead of coming home to the house as clean as we left it, the place was a midden with a thick layer of dog hair on top.