Somebody has to win

So.. A few weeks ago we had some friends over for a bracketolgy party. You know. March madness. We all have such high hopes in the beginning and then they actually played the games. Well we are all in the weeds. Every one of us was slammed. All of our teams lost. No one (except mere) has no one in the final four. It has been exciting. We will see if mere wins. I guess someone has to win

Trip across the country

So.. the last of the babies leaves today. Not just to a new home, but to a new home on the west coast of Canada. i have been speaking with a potential buyer, and after much soul searching decided that she was of quality to send her. We have her little health certificate, her sign on her crate, a baggie of dog food and off tho the airport she will go this morning, to meet her new mom. It should be a long day today waiting and worrying that she will be OK> I hope that everything goes smoothly and around 5pm I should get a call from Ingrid that my baby girl has arrived safely and she loves her.

Mark you calendars

This morning, the first morning in I can't remember when, there were no poops in my house. I mean none. None in the crates, none on the floor, none on the carpet. It was a miracle.. A mother's day miracle. I love my dogs... today..

Get me outa here

So.. I wake up this morning and Delia is running around the house. How in the world did she get out of her crate and why would she do it? When we put her to bed at night, she is exhausted. She runs in and plops down and goes right to sleep. So, what would make her want to break out of her crate and be out? Well,, let me see. What has changed? Oh yeah. The puppy Aidan is right next to her.. And what he does is scream, holler and cry, pretty much all of the time. So I am sure, my Delia decided that she had enough of this, and just wanted out. When I came down, she was just sitting at the door, saying "Sorry, I just couldn't take it anymore". What could I say? I couldn't agree more.

All Gone

So.. I have been away for a week because.... THE PUPPIES HAVE LEFT FOR THEIR NEW HOMES!!! Yea me. I have bleached and washed every inch of my house and am getting ready for new carpets. I love those little guys but they were ready to go. Interesting was that three of them went to friends.. They will grow up with their litter mates as buddies.. I think that is pretty cool. Now, I have to raise Aidan to be a nice boy. He is a bit of a cry baby, more on that later.

Te count down begins

so the vet appointment is tonight and they begin the journey to their new homes on wed. Yeah me !!! Having them outside has made a huge difference in my feelings. They could stay forever. Or not. Sending them to their new homes is key. They crave their own families, their own attention. I am anxious too. I am looking forward to bonding with Aidan. I am excited to see how he grows up and if he can fill the awful big shoes that are in front of him

Suicide puppies

So.. in an effort to tire these little monsters out, I take them for a bit of a walk around my backyard. They should follow me like little lambs, but not these guys. These guys run over to the wall by the pool and than launch themselves off the side onto the stone patio, nearly killing themselves. OMG.. they need to go home, or I am going to throw myself off the side of the wall and commit hari kari with them.

Suicide puppies

Suicide puppies

I know why

I now know why the Europeans let their puppies go to their new homes at 7 weeks.. BECAUSE THEY ARE READY TO BE OUT OF THE HOUSE.. OMG... This is the longest time... It has done nothing here but rain.. Now what am I going to do with 7 13 pound puppies that can't go outside. All I do is try to keep them clean and prevent my house from smelling like a kennel. We have candles going, and windows open. I have bleached the floors so much my poor hands are peeling. Please, please, let them go home soon..

Because they can

I know that I have been on a bit of a rant about the poops, but... it has become an issue of not if they poop, but who will poop. For example.. yesterday morning we are awoken by the familiar smell. I go downstairs to find Delia literally covered.. She has pooped, peed and thrown up all over herself, the crate and her surroundings. I get her outside, the crate outside and begin the clean up. It was a mess. The little babies are not even an issue. This was gross. So bad, I gave her a bath in my 19 degree garage just so I could get a feel for if she was not feeling OK. I took her over the vet, because she was not acting herself. 140.00 later, yup she just ate something that upset her stomach. I came home with her after work, ready to clean the babies, when lo and behold Roxie had pooped. Now come on. Roxie, who has not had an accident even during the raising of the babies when she was eating 12 cups of food a day. I looked at her and could do nothing but laugh. As I was cleaning her up, I look outside and Tanner is lifting his leg on the outside table. Have we all just lost all of our dignity? Everyone has regressed to the level of the six week old babies. Anyway,, this morning, Roxie again. I give up.

Disgusting

My puppies have decided that eating the poop in the backyard is about as great a thing that there is. Even my new girl, Delia has gotten into the mix. I have banished Kendra to the pen because of this, and now Fiona has taken up the slack. This morning, in my pj's I was out there running after her as she was going from pile to pile and I was trying to scoop before she could get there. Then they look at me, licking their lips, yum... yuck. They will all be banished is this sort of thing doesn't stop.

rain, rain go away

Well, I thought the snow was the worst thing to happen.. No scooping, just ice and mess. I was wrong. The worst thing is rain. I have 15 dogs at my house if you count the puppies and the two that don't belong to me. I have no where to put them. I put two of them in the pen up at the top on Sunday when it was so beautiful.. And now they are so covered in mud they are banished up there until the spring. Everyone else is on the porch. Yesterday I thought,, should I vacuum and mop? Why in the world would I do that? It is a mess, and the puppies need to go outside and they just can't. The next three weeks should be long, dirty and smelly.. Can't wait.