LTS, As soon as I got my job life decided that it had a ton and a half of sh** that it wanted to throw at us. We
think that we are about to get our head above water. (fingers crossed, knock on wood, throwing salt over left shoulder)
Love the story about the mom and pups. 11 is a HUGE litter. Poor momma has her work cut out for her. My wife has a theory that these dogs know you are helping them, so they are grateful and extra kind.
We thought we could try the fostering thing again. Got some on Wednesday and they were not the 8 week old pups we were told. They were the size of Margie and had a rough life and I must have looked like the SOB that gave them a rough life because they HATED me. I have never been bitten by a dog before and I never want to be again. We traded them in on a horse that looks like a dog and her 7 pups. It is all well and good except for the hour I spent cleaning up after them today. Oh well the good with the bad.
Meow, now that you have done the deed, are you going to foster another one?