Daisy’s temp dropped towards 99 yesterday in the late afternoon and was back to near 100 by evening — good thing I was checking every 2 - 3 hours yesterday or I would have missed it.
She had a good night under the watchful eye of Dear Husband and is resting uncomfortably this morning. If Daisy has read the playbook, puppies should begin arriving later today. Note: Dogs cannot actually read.
In the meantime, this is how things look at Puppy Central. I now have a desk next to the whelping box…
This is the view from over Dear Husband’s vantage point/chair.
The footstool has a story.
One of my wonderful sisters was in the midst of a small issue with garage sales — as in she spent all of her Saturdays finding bargains. Many years ago she gave me that garage sale footstool as a joke — it is ridiculously garish.
My return joke to her was/is that I love it!
But yes, it is time to get it refurbished — or whatever it is called when they put four colors of new velvet on an old garage sale footstool that probably cost $3.
I will update this post at the point at which I make the call to Suzanne to hurry over and help catch puppies.
(7 pm)
Daisy has been resting and panting today but you know what they say about that watched pot…