Well our litter of 13 miracle puppies was quickly reduced by 4 the day of the birth due to complications, and now 3 more have died. Jen tried to keep them alive feeding them every 15 minutes, but they were too week. We still have a couple not doing well- so in the next day or two we will know what Lilo ended up with. I hate this part. The litter was huge and they were so small- it makes it hard to survive.
On a brighter note- I am going to the school today to talk to 6th graders about safe dating and self esteem- I hope they don't eat me alive. Kids at that age can be so difficult. I am sure you are wondering how I got roped into this one- I volunteer at the Domestic Violence shelter- and I run the woman's group on Wed's- I am on call one weekend a month for crisis calls- in the same building there is a lady that runs the sexual assault program by herself- so I volunteered to help her. Last year she had me do some classes at the Middle School- and now it looks like I am doing them for the 6th graders too. I hope it goes well. I dreamt about it all night- about how awful the kids were and rude. So it can't be worse than my dreams right?
I am shipping a dog to Hawaii tomorrow- she has been waiting for 8 months to go to her new owners- so that is pretty exciting to have that journey completed. I wish I was going to Hawaii tomorrow with her, but I have to wait until June.
Jen has just informed me that we are having a Super Bowl party- have I ever mentioned I hate football? I can't figure out who has the ball. I just don't get it- too many rules. So maybe I will scrapbook while they sit around yelling at the TV like someone can really hear them.
Have a happy Thursday.
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