A two year journey

Two years ago today Hula's first puppy Peyton was born. At 1:36 a.m. our puppy world exploded. It started this wonderful journey for Doug, myself and especially Hula. It is a wonderful process that I can not imagine not being a part. There is something special about the firsts. The first breath, first steps, first time they hear, see, bark, poop on their own you name the first are unbelievable.

So I take this blog entry to thank Michael and Angela for taking our "FIRST" into their home for a lifetime. Peyton brought us such joy and still does. We want to wish her a very happy birthday, we hope it is full of yummy treats, a nice long walk and a whole lot of lovin. I thank Peyton for being our First, our journey would never have started without her. She came into this world with a bang, her journey led right to our hearts where she will forever have a place. She is very special to us.

It all started with one puppy, then 5, then 6 and now 8. Two years, 20 puppies.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEYTON!

Guinness book of world records

Back in the 60's and 70's there were tons of people trying to get into the Guinness book of world records. Most of which were trying to get in by fitting as many people into a small car/space. Well I think the "A" litter is a throw back from the past.

Can you tell me how many puppies are in the cube. Come on, shout out and give a guess.

Home Sweet Home

With every litter Doug and I really try hard to prepare the puppies for the year that lie ahead of them. The one area that is very important to me is the crate, and low and behold we looked at the calendar and are very late in introducing the puppies "home sweet home" to them. So tonight the crate came into the house. Lots of play was happening in the crate, they would run in and run out spin around and get the zooms coming out of the crate. A good start I say.

The best surpris is when I went looking for puppies as it is getting to bed time. I count 7 puppies (not a good number) I recount again 7 puppies (still thinking to myself NOT a good number) It is then I start to look at ribbon color. I see white, red, blue, green, yellow, purple, orange. NO Mr Black. Crap where did her go, I look again, he is little so he could be curled up in and around a corner hiding in the fish toy, NOPE none of those. Finally it dawned on me to take a look in the crate. YEP that was where he was all curled up snoring away!.. That's my little man. You rock Mr. Black!! Sleeping in the crate.. Yahoo.

Romper Room

I worked from home today and was able to spend more time with the puppies. As Doug stated tonight, it is the begining of hell week around here. Meaning more poop more pee and getting into more trouble. We still wouldn't have it any other way.

It always makes me feel good when I see Hula spending time (other than feeding the puppies) with the puppies. Today was one of those days, she enjoyed playing with them. The puppies were sliding down her side, biting at her and running away ( I guess is their game of tag your it).

What a romper room it was.

Pondering moment

Hula takes just a moment to think about the big jobs that lay ahead for her puppies

Thoughts

Sorry for no post yesterday, it was a long long day at work (about 15 hours), some driving time, puppy class, and a c-section made a very tired me!.

While we watch these puppies grow the thought always creeps into my mind of "what are they thinking?" I think sometimes the puppies think things through and then react and other times they are possessed by an alien and do the most outrageous things and make me laugh right out loud.

Miss Orange always looks so thoughtful, caught in a frame!