It's all in a day's (volunteer) work.

You get covered in dog fur.
"Punched" in the nose by an overly excited puppy that head-butts you when you prep him for a walk.
Getting scratched and nipped by a cat that's had his fill of attention one week - then getting the same treatment from a pissed off/scared cat the next week.
My allergies get riled up - even with the medicine.

It's all balanced out by the dogs that love to go out for walks, and seem to relish the human attention.
The once-shy dog that lets you reach your hand into his run, gives you a kiss on the hand, then gets onto his side to allow his new friend to give him a tummy rub.
The "cranky around other dogs and most humans" dog that lets a young child pet her - and give her a tummy rub - putting a smile on his face.
Getting a dog-guided tour of Pacific Heights from a dog that decided he was bored of the dog park routine.
The kittens that seem to have decided that the visiting humans are their mountains, to be conquered and climbed upon.
The cats that spend their time rubbing and nuzzling against you, marking you as their personal volunteers.
The stray cat that nipped and scratched me last week, this week was curled up and napping on Kellie's chest, happy as could be.
And my allergies still get riled up - even with the medication.


It's all good.