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puppies, still. XD
... I'm sorry, guys, I just need... I...
ONE OF THEM FIGURED OUT HOW TO RUN. *flail flail* he looks like a squirmy sausage! and then there's all that momentum and he's like "HOW DO I STOP!!!"
Ahh. The cute. I am slain. slain.
The other mostly bumble along at a clumsy puppy walk, but they're also starting to recognize that Tall Monkeys bearing down on them them means OH HEY MAYBE THEY HAVE MILK. Or maybe they're figuring out it's funny the kind of back-breaking olympic feats we perform when trying to avoid stepping on sudden puppy-mobs trying to suckle our shoelaces. Who knows.
They're starting to figure out licking milk and soggy puppy-food from a bowl, too. (by which I mean mostly they're figuring out HEY WHEN I STAND IN THE BOWL IT FLIPS OVER :D and MOOOM I'M WET AND MILKY AND COLD AND NOW BROTHER IS LICKING ME MAKE HIM STOP MOOOOOOOM.)
Anyway, this weekend my cousin will be home to take care of them, and by monday they should be much better at this bowl-lapping thing, so maybe they won't need me anymore. Yay! I can stay home and be lazy and not spend a hour mopping a floor because three of them have peed and pooped on it, walked right back through the puddle, and then wandered around. Puppies are assholes. Woohoo free afternoons! ^o^
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ONE OF THEM FIGURED OUT HOW TO RUN. *flail flail* he looks like a squirmy sausage! and then there's all that momentum and he's like "HOW DO I STOP!!!"
Ahh. The cute. I am slain. slain.
The other mostly bumble along at a clumsy puppy walk, but they're also starting to recognize that Tall Monkeys bearing down on them them means OH HEY MAYBE THEY HAVE MILK. Or maybe they're figuring out it's funny the kind of back-breaking olympic feats we perform when trying to avoid stepping on sudden puppy-mobs trying to suckle our shoelaces. Who knows.
They're starting to figure out licking milk and soggy puppy-food from a bowl, too. (by which I mean mostly they're figuring out HEY WHEN I STAND IN THE BOWL IT FLIPS OVER :D and MOOOM I'M WET AND MILKY AND COLD AND NOW BROTHER IS LICKING ME MAKE HIM STOP MOOOOOOOM.)
Anyway, this weekend my cousin will be home to take care of them, and by monday they should be much better at this bowl-lapping thing, so maybe they won't need me anymore. Yay! I can stay home and be lazy and not spend a hour mopping a floor because three of them have peed and pooped on it, walked right back through the puddle, and then wandered around. Puppies are assholes. Woohoo free afternoons! ^o^
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