FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

With the upcoming school holidays, you'd decided that this time around you'd find a job to get some money. The money you earned from doing extra chores at home was fine, but you wanted to start saving for bigger things. Especially some new clothes. There was a really cute skirt you'd seen and it was out of your budget currently. Even though you were 18, you weren't ready for a full on job. Not just yet.

Right now, you were in your room with music on while you browsed a local job board on social media. This one had jobs for people your age, basic things generally paid in cash. Babysitting, dog walking, stuff like that. Something with pets would be good, you loved animals and considered getting a job with them when you got older. What precisely, you weren't sure.

One job, posted only a few minutes ago, caught your eye as you swapped to a different group.

_'Wanted: Dog sitter. _

My family seek a responsible young adult to stay at our home for a week and take care of our dog. You'll also be required to look after the house and just keep it neat and tidy. We will meet beforehand to introduce you to the dog and will also provide food for the week and extra money just in case. Yes, we have internet and will provide you with the password.'

That sounded perfect! A paid holiday with a dog to hang out with! You set your laptop aside and grabbed your phone to call the woman who posted the advert. You explained while you didn't have a dog of your own, your family had two cats and you had looked after dogs before so you knew what you were doing. Your parents worked often so in the holidays and when you had time, you cooked meals and helped clean. In your eyes you were the perfect girl for this job and as the woman, Tiffany, talked to her husband about you, you could hear that she agreed.

A time was set in two days for you to meet and see for sure if you'd be right for this.

The next day flew by, you kept yourself busy by brushing up on dog care and packing some clothes. You didn't know what date they were leaving just yet, but nothing was wrong with being prepared a bit early.

Your father took you around to the house and met the family alongside you, it made sense that he wanted to make sure they weren't creepers or anything luring a young teen to their home. The couple had two children, 8 and 17 and were going away to Europe for a week of holidays. You didn't recognise the siblings, but the family home looked pretty rich so they possibly went to the local private school.

After some talking and questions, you were both led through the home to the backyard to meet the dog. A huge husky, black and white furred with one blue, one brown eye looked up from where he'd been sunning himself and looked at the strangers.

“Meet Loki."

At his name, Loki got up and bounded over, tail wagging, to greet you and your father. He sniffed and headbutted your legs, nosing your hands for pats and general attention. He seemed to like you and you lavished him with pats and praise

“Well, so far so good." The husband, Brett, smiled warmly. “You've ticked all the boxes we had for the perfect dog sitter. What do you say, honey? I don't think we need to search anymore."

“Oh, I agree. We're leaving on Friday, so we can pick you up Thursday and take you shopping for food and give you a run down and if you want, you can stay over from there. We'll be leaving very early in the morning. If that's okay with you and your father, of course?"

You looked up at your father, who met your gaze and shrugged. “Up to you, pumpkin. It seems a good idea to me. It saves us getting up too early before work. We can probably pick you up, depending on the time."

“Oh no, no. We'll drop her home. It's fine, really." Tiffany waved a hand with a smile. “No need to worry about that. So, we'll see you on Thursday then. Say… lunchtime? Our treat."

Your eyes lit up and a bright smile curled your lips. “Yes, please, that would be amazing. Thank you!"