So this morning when I came out of the house this morning my dog was looking a bit guilty so I asked her what she had done wrong? I looked into where she had been sleeping and there was what appeared to be a dead puppy laying on the floor. I picked up the pup and after a bit of vigorous rubbing (insert Beavis and Butthead comment here) the little pup started wiggling. By the time I got out of the shower it was bawling up a storm. Before I left for work it had a sibling.

My wife stayed home to watch over things but I came home for dinner to check out the group and before I left to go back to work, Number 7 made an appearance!

I THINK she is done with a finally tally of 2 blacks and 5 yellows.


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