29/10/2026
🐾🐾💀💀 "But what if I died?" 💀💀🐾🐾
This is a question I often ask myself when I'm dog sitting in someone else's home...
Most dog sitters have partners, or kids and friends who they check in with, and they would notice if they haven't heard from them in a few hours.
And then there's me. I'm a solitary creature, I have no partner and never really have had. No children, no real friends I check in with every day, more rather I send sporadic messages through the month and random times of the day and get replies days later.
So what if I choked on a cheese stuffed pepper, or perhaps slipped on a random slug and knocked myself out on the kitchen sink? Who would actually know?
Stranger things have happened on my dog sits, so it's something I have been considering lately.
Once I had a random man appear outside my bedroom door. Another time I came out of the shower and there was a little old lady stood there with her back to me as I clung on to my micro towel.
Another time I was collecting eggs from a coop, putting them in a hoodie hammock and squatting down, I didn't realise how long my dreadlocks were at the time and as I put my heels down to stand up, they were under my feet, so eggs flew through the air, my neck got whiplash and there I lay covered in mud, chicken p**p and with, dare I say it, egg on my face. 2 out of 12 eggs survived that ordeal. I could have easily been pecked to death by chickens or snapped my head clean off but I'm a survivor.
I am now texting my dear mother every night to say "I have not passed away". I think it's for the best.
What other safety methods should I have in place?