ARRRRGGGHH Puppies!
© Lesli Richardson
That's about all I can say after nearly four weeks of sleep depravation.
You know, I really think that God knew what he was doing. He made puppies totally cute and adorable because it's a defense mechanism to keep people from wanting to kill them when they find out how nasty and obnoxious (especially at two a.m.) they can be.
Needless to say, we are looking forward to turning these puppies over to their respective puppyraisers in about a week.
Yay!
Seriously though, it's amazing the personalities these little labbie girls already have at just seven weeks of age. Harley, the only black one (my son named her after our bulldog as he was promised he could do) is the screamer of the litter. But she loves to carry stuff around in her mouth, including things like metal spoons, so that's a good sign she may make an excellent service dog. Rumpus also loves to carry stuff around. (We dubbed the three yellow girls by where we painted spots on them to tell them apart. Lefty and Righty have spots on their respective shoulders, Rumpus has one on her, well, rump. The largest, we've also nicknamed her RumpRoast.)
Two of our puppies will be going out to California to puppyraisers out there, and two will stay here in Florida. Joey says he doesn't want the puppies to go. (Joey can sleep through an atomic blast.) I'm sure he'll be fine though. Just last week he was playing with them and they were pulling his shorts down around his knees. He laughed hysterically while trying to pull them back up and was yelling, "Help, help!" Meanwhile, I'm standing there encouraging the puppies shouting, "Tug! Tug!"
Ah yes, raising service dogs is a different experience.
"Unkle" Scudder and "Ant" Tessa have loved the puppies too. Well, except that Scudder was put in his place by Harley, and that's just pretty darn depressing for a dog's ego. He play bowed her, and she reached up and swatted him on the nose. He looked at me with an "Aw, crud!" expression that acknowledged he was definitely low dog on the totem pole, even to a puppy.
Someone asked me just this week how I could manage to let them go. I said with a smile and not soon enough! Harley has decided she has to wake us up screaming at two a.m. every morning. So I haven't had a full night's sleep in several weeks now. Just this morning I went back to sleep after waking up and slept in almost two hours longer than usual, which would normally result in a horrible headache. I felt fine though, meaning that I REALLY needed the extra zzz's.
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