Being a Puppy Mum
Sep. 09, 2014
I'm not sure if you've heard that I am fostering two puppies from APA!? I feel like that's all I've talked about forever and I've only had them since Saturday! So I guess I'll apologise if you're sick of hearing about them. Anyway, I'm going to talk about them now anyway. Oh. My. God. They are so much work. Well more specifically, Django is. Bobama is fat and happy, but runty little Django just stopped eating yesterday. These little guys are only three weeks old and need to eat every few hours! Around 2pm yesterday, the proverbial poop hit the fan. But literally. There was crying, worrying, poop, not eating, more poop, feeding, more worrying, bathing, GAH! By 8pm, I called backup. Jeff that is. I was so worried about little Django not eating and Jeff was so sure that she'd eat for him, but nope. No luck. He even went out and got different milk, some syrup and a syringe. That sounds like a recipe for a good night out, but even those things didn't work. I basically sent that poor puppy to bed hungry. Is this how new mums feel? I know they're just puppies but I have 1000% more respect for new mums and all the stuff they go through with real life actual baby human beings. At least I get to leave the puppies in the kennel for a few hours. Don't think you can do that with a kid.
Look at how cute the puppies are here.