On Monday, I said Don’t expect a new litter too soon – we’re taking a short break from having two litters at a time.
On Wednesday, I say…
Meet the Weeds!
That’s right, they’re all girls. Fred named them (I think the names are cute, even though I was pushing for a Charlie’s Angel theme). They’re about five weeks old, they were dumped in Huntsville with their mother (who has been taken by another local organization – she’s solid white and has one blue eye and one green). Their ears were terribly filthy and they’re all getting ointment in their eyes.
They’re sweet and friendly; every time I walk into the room, their eyes pop open with an almost audible *plink!*, and they run over to greet me. When they’re over their eye goop and a bit bigger, I expect they’re going to be absolute knockouts.
In yesterday’s comments, Kerry said: After Stinkerbelle’s cheesecake pose and Miz Poo’s today, I’m wondering if it’s Cover Girl Week at Crooked Acres.
I hadn’t intended that, but hey – I don’t see why not!
2011: Laundry inspectors on the job.
2010: No entry.
2009: I love how it looks like Bill is saying “That’s right, Terry, you has a toy! Good for you!
2008: I’m going to miss the brats.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.