The remaining two litters of pups were made available to those on their registration list on Saturday. It was another crazy morning. We had the same rules... no requests or deposits accepted until 10am.
This time we had a couple of someones in our driveway at 9am. One of them brought us donuts... care to venture a guess at who was the kids' favorite?
We again made people wait until the stated time of 10am because although we already had a full house by then, we knew that some people weren't able to be here in person and were waiting to call in their request.
We are so pleased how this portion of the process has gone. There may have been a small amount of tension in the air, but in the end, everyone who had their heart set on a certain puppy got the one they were after.
And we now know the names for many of our pups... Copper, Maggie, Scout, Zoe, Inez, and Moose...
Lincoln...
Tucker...
Hurley...
As I type this post, our fourth Mama, Lucie, is in isolation with Doc, and he is following her around like he is tied to her tail. I predict the next litter being born around the second week in June.
And now, if you have Puppy Fever, here is something to help... a wallpaper for your widescreen computer monitor. Just click and save... personal use only, please...
4 comments:
What fun it is to see photos of those who adopted your little ones. Made my day to see happy new parents! :o)
Have a great day!
Peggy H.
www.neverenoughstash.blogspot.com
OMG...they are way too cute. I want them ALL. We just LOVE puppies and kitties at our home!!
ahhh, such sweet adorable faces! i would keep them all...:) i have two black labs and they are the sweetest dogs.
Beth, the picture of the man in the plaid shirt holding the chocolate puppy is priceless. You can see in his eyes the love and excitement this pup is going to bring him. Also his hands and the wrinkles on his arms say's you are never to old to have a puppy. We bought my Mom a golden pup when she was 76. He was her constant companion and when Mom passed, the next day we had Champ put to sleep and they were cremated together. Their ashes are scattered at our cabin. I count my life in dog years. Deb
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