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Kona decided that he didn't want Lucy sleeping anymore. Since momma is busy writing and unable to give him play time, he wanted sissies time. What did he do? That little beast above, walked over to her and grabbed the pink blanket that covered her (below) and dragged it off her, then began "killing" it. haha Meanie. Typical younger brother. Now she's next to me on the chair to avoid him and he's running around the house.

Kona stole my vest. Isn't he just the cutest? His head fit perfectly within the arm hole.

 

I just spent almost my entire payday (which granted, isn't much right now) on . . . the gremlin gang. The Gremlin Gang 4/12 But come on . . . look at those faces! Er . . . bodies. They're cute. Promise. That's okay. They are worth it. And I have a few problems I'm attempting to correct with this round of purchases as well. Drs Foster Smith is currently having a sale on Distaste Plus and while I perused the site, I saw them slash the price further. From $14.99, down to $9.99, then down to $7.99 for a 2 lbs tub? That's almost 1000 treats for coprophagia treatment when I buy two. Since we have to give the treats to the dogs who are having (blech!) their ahem eaten, that amounts to about 2 months worth of the treats. I have found those treats began working when they were younger, but I couldn't continue it (finances). My oldest dog, Sabrina has the potty eating problem the worst, as well as the momma to the ones above. Kendra's main issue comes when I ...

As I write this, I see this or rather, something of this sort. It's nightime and it's darkened in my room. But you get the picture. No pun intended. That is where I have been. I have mommy brain. I forget that I had this whole deal planned with renewing my blog, posting daily, getting my numbers up. My brain has been on puppy. You know.. like this is your brain on drugs? Only puppy? Yeahhhhhhhh well I found that funny. Could be the lack of sleep. I will literally forget what I'm doing 5 minutes after right now... But I digress. Anyhoo I had this whole plan in motion, and then suddenly Saturday May 14th... pow!! [insert loud explosion sounds] Crowd ooo's and ahhh's... no? Continuing Pause to help puppy back to boob... nipple? teat? Whichever is more appropriate. I have a rule for the runt: no going down below!! He's a boy. So he don't listen. If he goes below, he has tendency to inhale milk and gasp. Which is bad. Whoop.....