Well, it has been four straight days of puppyhood and I am still alive. My knees are sore from scrubbing the floor and my hands are chapped from washing but besides that good. The puppies pooped outside yesterday. I was so excited that I was running around the yard telling all the neighbors. They were polite and pretended to be happy for me.
Today has been pretty good. A small accident this morning, but good luck so far. They have chewed up two blankets and they love my socks. Especially if the socks are on my feet.
The poor cat is mad. She walks by and hisses at them. They just sit there trying to decide if they should chew on her or not. So far so good.
Besides that I have nothing to write about because they are all I have time to think about. I’m completely in love with them and am so happy we decided to stop by the shelter. We’ve been thinking about a puppy for a while. These two were the last of a litter of seven. We had planned on getting one. They were so happy together that I couldn’t separate them. Either we had to take both or find another dog. I’m happy with two. They are quite a challenge but have all the signs of being great dogs. They love the kids, get along well with other dogs, and are very snuggly and even tempered.
I’m a little worried because they seem to love watching Jimmy Neutron. I’m not sure if that’s a character flaw. I suppose time will tell.
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