You know that gut-wrenching feeling when you’re packing for a trip? Not the excitement part. The other part. The one where your dog watches you pull out the suitcase and their tail stops wagging.
I used to think boarding my golden retriever Max was just part of travel. Drop him off, pick him up, done. Until I came back from a conference in Sydney and found him… different. Quieter. He’d lost weight. The kennel said he was “fine” but we both knew better. That’s when a colleague mentioned Lonely Pets Club Melbourne – apparently they send actual people to your house to care for your pets. No cages. No stress. Just someone checking in, feeding them, maybe a walk. Revolutionary concept, right?
Here’s what nobody talks about when we discuss work-life balance. We obsess over productivity hacks, morning routines, the perfect desk setup. But we ignore the mental load of worrying about the beings who depend on us. And that worry? It follows you everywhere.
I’ve written three books while traveling. Sounds impressive until you realize how many hours I wasted calling kennels, checking in, wondering if my dog was eating. One time I cut a book tour short because I couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong. (It wasn’t. But try explaining that to your anxiety at 3am in a hotel room.)
The thing is, our pets are part of our mental ecosystem. When they’re stressed, we’re stressed. When we’re stressed about them being stressed… well, you see where this spiral goes.
Think about it. How many times have you:
– Turned down opportunities because “who’ll watch the cat?”
– Rushed through family visits to get back
– Spent half your vacation worried instead of relaxing
– Actually said no to something important because of pet logistics
We’ve normalized this. Like its just the price of having pets. But what if it doesn’t have to be?
After that Sydney trip, I tried the in-home pet sitting thing. First time was weird – letting a stranger into my space felt vulnerable. But Max? He barely noticed I was gone. Same routine, same couch, same backyard. When I got home he was just… normal. Happy to see me but not traumatized.
Changed everything about how I approach work travel. Suddenly those last-minute opportunities weren’t automatic “no’s.” Extended trips became possible. Hell, I wrote my entire last manuscript from a cabin in Tasmania, something I never would’ve considered before.
The mental bandwidth we get back when we stop worrying is massive. Its not just about the pets (though obviously thats huge). Its about removing one more friction point between us and the life we actually want to live.
Look, I’m not saying everyone needs a pet sitter. Some dogs love kennels. Some cats couldn’t care less if you disappear for a month. But if you’re like me – if you’ve ever sat in an important meeting while mentally calculating whether your pet has enough water – maybe its time to rethink the whole system.
Because here’s the truth: that low-level anxiety about our pets? It compounds. It affects our work, our relationships, our ability to be present. We tell ourselves we’re being good pet parents by suffering through it. But are we really?
Or are we just making everyone – including our pets – more stressed than they need to be?
Sometimes the best thing we can do for the beings we love is admit when the traditional way isn’t working. Even if that means letting go of how we think things “should” be done.
Your pet doesn’t care about should. They just want their dinner on time and someone who gives a damn. Turns out, that’s easier to arrange than we thought.
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