Dog Hires Mover

Movers Tales: Dog Hires Mover

It was a dark and sleety winter day, the wind blowing wet and cold, the sidewalk icy from neglect despite the midtown New York location. An entire block was on its way to being demolished and reconstructed. A beautiful building no longer beautiful enough was to be torn down, and the tenants, some there for decades, were being uprooted and forced to move out.

Enter Rainbow Movers to do an in-person estimate. It is a always a good idea to get in-person estimates from several companies, compare them, and then make an informed choice about whom to hire.

I was met at the door by a welcoming couple, their floppy golden lab behind them trying to get an in-person sniff of wet, cold me. We sat in their living room to discuss the options available to meet their needs, who would do the packing and when it all would need to happen. Dog sat with us as the subject went from the move in question to the more important things, like the changes the city was going through, the good live jazz just around the corner, and the days when the city was more affordable, habitable and fun for average humans.

Finally we all remembered that I was actually there to estimate their move, and our energies shifted to that task. Dog, meanwhile, was just fine with the laughing-telling-stories energy. As the shift began, Dog bolted into the recesses of the apartment and came back purposefully with a large, well slobbered rubber chicken dangling out of his mouth. It was to be a loaner chicken for me, and he directly plopped it in my lap. What could I say? “Thanks, Dog,” I think it was.

I’d received the blessing of the rubber chicken. His people declared that I’d just been hired. The move went well, and several of their friends in the building hired us too.

Thanks, Dog!

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