Phoebe’s puppies are due in ten days or so. Today I began creating her space. First, I moved all the living room furniture and thoroughly vacuumed. That led to a chick-fight and once again I have a Phoebe hole in my right hand. Inca has a tear in her left ear and a puncture in her right front leg. Chase is fine because he just stood there barking at his harem. Phoebe is unscathed. What is there about the vacuum, the garbage disposal, the coffee grinder that sets everyone off?
Anyhow, we’re all patched up. I put down a 4 x 4 piece of carpet, the whelping pool, a water jug/bowl, and surrounded it with an x-pen. Phoebe went in to check it out. Who was right behind her?
So what happens now?
Puppies? Where are the puppies? Can I play with them?
Chase, this is my space — GET OUT!
Tomorrow we’ll get the curtain sewn together and hung. Hopefully this will give Phoebe the opportunity to get comfortable. I think poor Chase will feel left out.
