Today the gang of nine are seven days old & growing like mad especially their ears, they remind me of those plants that Grandads get every Christmas, the amazing Amaryllis that grows about two inches a day, at the moment they look like a cross between Scooby Doo & Pluto ~ that’s the puppies not the plants…………….. they are so quiet & contented, apparently this is just to lull us into a false sense of security as supposedly at about three weeks all hell breaks loose & the racket will resemble a flock of squabbling seagulls picking over the local landfill site, or another description was a nest full of screaming Raptors, looks like Boots might be doing a good trade in industrial strength earplugs !
Diva has returned to her sylph like self, that’s just as long as you look from the top down, from the side she does a fine impression of an overweight moose legging it round the garden ! She’s a fantastic mom, at the first clink of a dog bowl she abandons her brood faster than the guy who won the 100 metres at the Olympics but she soon gets back in the box to round up the stragglers.
The photo is of one of the girls taken today we have nicknamed her Donna……….
Laura Jones says: