Unaware of the conversation out front, Tsuki put all the dogs in the other half of their pens and used the power hose to wash down the pens. Thankfully, through some miracle, all of the dogs had messed only one side of their cages and not the other, so she didn't have to worry about trying to play doggy roulette with them. Some of them really hated to get their paws wet, and so put up a fuss when she asked them to go into the wet half of the kennel.
She finished up washing down the kennels while the dogs barked and yipped excitedly. One dog, a collie-type fellow, barked excitedly, trying to bite the water through the cage wall. Tsuki smiled as she put away the hose. Maybe if that one had decent leash manners, she'd ask if she could take that one to the beach on their next "field trip" day.
The washing done, she went through and made certain each dog had a proper ration of water and food. One old dog got a special diet with extra egg in it, so she went into the storage room and prepared that special. It did not take much extra effort, and she soon had his dish down and waiting. Only then did she open the dividers, letting the dogs out into the whole kennel once more. As expected, a couple of dogs felt the water on their toes and acted as if she'd pour acid into their kennels, giving her the most pitiful looks their doggy eyes could manage until she couldn't help but laugh. She went through once more, checking each dog and looking them over for any hidden injuries before heading to the front. It was amazing how animals could hide little wounds from even the most attentive of humans until they were really sick. She made notes on the clipboard for volunteers by the door separating the kennel from the rest of the shelter then went up front.
"Dr. Jonson? The dog in kennel four, the old one? He still hasn't been eating much. He didn't even sniff at his food this evening," Tsuki called as she walked up to the front office.