Sorry very short blog and gallery.
Too much going on. Nathan is on his way to Ottawa to breed Stormy to Rufus - a red sable small boy. Our goal is to downsize and get an excellent health and pedigree. We got results today that she needed to breed today and tomorrow. The next progesterone to do is Willow. It is not time yet. She will head up to Sudbury. We are sitting on the fence about Ella or Leti. Ella would be to Truffie, Leti to Stone. We have time to decide which. So it all begins. We are paying a stud fee so there is no puppy back to stud owner. When you do a progesterone you only have to breed for 2 days as you know when the fertile period is. We do progesterone when you have to drive far away as there are hotel costs, progesterone costs and gas, food out etc. As we had no notice - vet DID NOT call us back yesterday despite 2 calls into them, I was busy for hours trying to find a pet friendly hotel. Nathan can't stay at family as they all have male dogs. Hotels were hard to come by for same day 1 night and I kept seeing 200 to 400 fees - oh boy. So fun has been washing Stormy as Nathan packed, pack bag, food, crate. Brush rest of the dogs. Blogging... Then I am told I forgot a blanket for the bed or panties for her. Guess he has to go buy panties at a dog store. He's having fun. I am having fun - not. The things we do to have pups. LOL
Pablo arrived - hooray a ball of fun. Reggie departed just as excited to go as come. He even slathered me with goodbye kisses. How wonderful is that! As I am typing, Tenshi is curled on my neck. Makes for interesting typing. Good thing she is a peanut.
Dennis gets to sleep with the boys - me with the girls. Nathan gets back home tomorrow afternoon.
We are all having fun despite the stress of last minute things.
Our son Jon had a serious concussion from trick skiing yesterday. He is now out of hospital but has memory gaps. They are hoping that goes soon. Life - so unpredictable. You never know... His girlfriend is at his bedside.
I feel like I am so unproductive today. I am not but it feels like I am.
I said to Dennis, let's order pizza. He said mom, I am lactose intolerent. I said oh yeah. Last night he ate a bunch of cheese and crackers. hmmm