Buckle up, folks, I have a lot of catching up to do, and will probably post events in random order. For example, the following happened this morning.

My good pal, Nance, has been traveling back and forth to Knoxville where her beloved has endured invasive back surgery and spent some time at the Patricia Neal Rehab Center, which is world renowned. Consequently, I’ve been doing a lot of pet sitting. The timing has not been good for my friend because she had two litters of pups arrive. Nance is a remarkable breeder, and like her and everything else she does in life, she runs a class operation. The pups are pricey, but I wonder how she makes any money because of her extravagant overhead and loving care.

Anyway, she entrusts her precious cargo to me in her absence: Nine adult dogs and six puppies. Okay. Remember my blog about kindergarten, and how the younger the children the harder the job? Holy Kibbles! The puppies are ADORABLE, but what a handful – ya wanna talk about herding? Shall we talk poop patrol? Not a chance. And as I’ve mentioned several times, one of the pups chomped on another pup’s wee-wee and it got all infected. Please, don’t make me go there with further editorializing. Because ointment has to be massaged in the general area of his member, the biggest concern Nance and I have is that this little boy puppy is going to get too accustomed to having his manliness fondled. *sigh* And that’s all I’ve got to say about this. *sigh*

I can’t tell you how much I love these dogs – they respond so well to me. None of them needs to be leashed, but I do when I walk Big Bertha. She won’t dart, but if I let her loose she will sniff every leaf on Nance’s many acres before she’ll come back to me. The first time this happened, I panicked. I knew better than to chase – t’would be too much of a game for Bertha. About an hour later she sashayed back and like any grateful mother, I smothered her with gratitude, though I was really, really frosted.

Okay. First post down, a zillion to go.

Oh, and I smiled big this morning. The puppies have put bruises on my body like I’ve never seen the likes of before. People will start thinking I have a man in my life and we've hit the rodeo circuit! Hahahahaha. God, I amuse myself so easily.

Dang! I wish I'd taken a pic of the pups. Maybe tomorrow. Nance and I are taking one to the Atlanta area. She had a woman fly in from Bismarck, ND last week to pick up a puppy - that's how fine Nance's reputation is.

Disclaimer: Though Nance is an exceptional friend and person and her dogs are adorable, she knows I am a Pound Puppy person. :)