Tuesday, March 24, 2009
The Waiting Game
Well, here go again…heavy breathing, stinky farts and protruding nipples…and it’s a Tuesday night! (I have a feeling I won’t be worth a plug nickel tomorrow at work.) Seriously folks, our girl Stella has started the process of pushing pups through her m
uch expanded (but still petite) framework and out into the world. No sign of the little larvae yet but Stella is very much winding up her routine and if history (and our math) is any guide, we will be seeing and hearing a new batch of little beasts in some next number of hours. Stella is alternately very uncomfortable (breathing in fits and starts), very concerned with her back end and also very needy (sounds like me on my first date). Cindy has taken up her post in the box and is considering her strategy for the night as the clock approaches 11 pm and the mind and body is both protesting the lack of good sleep over the past two or three days (nerves) and totally wired for the upcoming (still a miracle to us) event. I have started the water boiling for a pot of strong coffee and am going over my duties should a puppy appear soon (stop, drop and roll…no, that’s not it…act really stupid so no one asks for your help…nah, too arrogant for that one…oh yeah, I got it…blue 42, blue 42, HIKE!). Stay tuned.
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