I worked as a pet groomer five days a week. I even had my own private room so I could give specialized attention to each animal in my care, without distractions from other workers. Though sometimes the owners preferred to stay and watch over their little Fifi or Mumsie.
“But she gets nervous when I’m not around, you know?” Actually, hewas the nervous one, but I wouldn’t say that, of course. It was cute, if a little bit overkill.
“I understand, but your precious Mary will be fine. So, unless you want to get wet when I bathe her, please take a seat in the waiting area. I promise she’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure?” I dealt with anxious owners like Matteus on a daily basis, and the man was practically wringing his hands.
“Absolutely positive.”
“Okay.” He petted Mary one last time, and reluctantly left the room.