Last month we purchased a small camper called an R POD and decided on a return visit to the Barrie KOA, where we enjoyed camping years ago with our children. On Friday night we were up at the game center sitting on a picnic table under the stars, watching the Argo game on an outdoor 50 inch TV. Groups of young children all sun tanned and energetic would run past us screaming in delight. You could not ask for a better evening.
Saturday morning I walked over to the dog park. Why dogs need a park, I don’t know. One camper was kneeling outside the dog park with her pet. I asked “Why don’t you join in?” She replied, “Boris has issues.”
Later a camper arrived and set up behind us and to my dismay the owners brought along their children, a pair of barking, emotionally unstable miniature Daschund/Jack Russell crosses (why I asked would you want to cross those breeds). The dog owner called them his girls. The quiet afternoon was punctuated with the two dogs incessant barking. A dog walked by…bark…a person spoke…bark…a door opened…bark. The oblivious owner sat in his chair smiling at his perfect, little creatures. It started raining and the girls went inside their camper, bliss, not a bark for the rest of the day.
I know I’m barking up the wrong tree here, so let’s get to the point. You are reading this because you are looking for a new opportunity or you want that right employee. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, this old dog however, is open for business and still learning. So please connect with Emily and Martin at firstname.lastname@example.org. Emily wants a new a dog…hmm!!