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Little faces

We’re still not getting puppies, despite the fact that we visit them several times every day.  And despite a certain 4-year-old’s promises that she’d pick up the poo if we let her have just one.  She even offered up her fish, Alluah, as a sacrificial lamb.  Unfortunately, I am the only one who remembers to feed Alluah and clean his bowl, so I’m highly doubting the longevity of any promises made about picking up real poop.  Also?  Alison thinks the puppies will continue to be this approximate size and cuteness, forever.




And cute they are.  Just yesterday the little poopers started walking, exploring the world around them.  It’s adorable how they scoot backwards and how their big round bellies are too heavy for their hind legs, causing a sprawl followed by a plop.  This one even played with my fingers yesterday, complete with a little growl.  Oh, puppies, puppies, puppies.



And Proud Mama, can’t forget her.



Since I’ve been hanging around our tenant’s house at all hours of the day, I’ve gotten some information about how Girly-girl (I’m not sure “Shelbi” fits, so she’s just Girly for now) and her pups ended up there.  It seems that where she lived before, there were other dogs.  One of them, a female, stole and killed five of Girly-girl’s pups.  People?  If there is anything that will win my heart faster than a fuzzy cute face and gentle demeanor, it is a sad story.  My heart bleeds, I tell you, bleeds.

3 replies on “Little faces”

those puppies are adorable. we have told our kids they can have a dog when we get back to the states. they want a pug. i am ok with that, but they WILL be completely responsible. of course they are 8,10,12, and 15 so i can pretty much force them. gotta love that!

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