Serenity is one proud mama.
Tired too.
I was expecting avocados. I didn’t realize we were having little squeakers.
These newborn pups—there are six in total—look and sound like guinea pigs.
They make a lot of squeaky noises.
They’re keeping Serenity very busy.
She’s so hungry and so thirsty, putting out a huge amount of energy (and dog milk).
They’re keeping me busy too.
I’ll tell you more later this week—about the labor and the roly polies.
Now please excuse me while I go wash the puppy pad.
If you’re feeling clicky:
What a Stranger’s Dog Taking a Poo at the Pool Taught Me About Myself
“I’m George,” a burly man with a black ponytail and a bald spot on top of his head crushed my fingers in a firm handshake, “and that’s ’Roo.” The man gestured to a jet-black long-snouted dog whose tail was wagging as fast as windshield wipers in a downpour.
A Solution to the Dog Sh*t Conundrum?
“Helps the grass grow!” a friend who grew up in North Carolina said. “Ain’t no reason to pick up the dog droppings.”
Watching my dog have puppies at age 10 made me absolutely fall in love with birth, and the fascination has outlasted both my own birthing years and a decade as a midwife. Congratulations to Serenity and to your entire household!
Happy Birth-Day to the lil squeakers!