I had to return the puppies this morning at 11:00. I cried at home before I left, I cried at the shelter and I cried on my way home. Here they were last night in the bed under my machine – fat tummies and all.
I really want to find a pal for Hazel and I thought maybe if I fostered I could find that special friend but I had never planned on puppies. I will stick to my guns about puppies in the future but how will I find a dog for Hazel? What if I adopt one and she hates him? Yes, I think it should be a boy. Any ideas for me?
Since I got home around 1:00, I decided to throw myself into cleaning up all trace of the puppies plus my house hadn’t had much attention since those puppies arrived last month. I have cleaned like a woman possessed! And boy, does it look better!
I hope I have a finish to show you tomorrow – anybody else have a finish?