The next day in my puppy adventure started bright and early. The troops needed to be fed and they did not care if I had a fat lip from my fall the night before.
I don’t think I have mentioned the smell of seven puppies with diarrhea yet. It is actually more of a stench that seemed to overtake everything the puppies came in contact with. It had a powerful effect on my appetite causing me to shed a few pounds.
That morning all seven puppies immediately peed and pooped on the breakfast nook floor the moment the door of the crate was opened. While they are their breakfast I cleaned up seven smelly little messes and what seemed like a million little paw prints.
Just in case you missed the memo on this like I did, PUPPIES STEP IN THEIR OWN STUFF AND TRACK IT EVERYWHERE. House training needed to start immediately.
I was a little nervous about letting them out into the yard but after breakfast my friend Diane stopped by so we opened the door and all seven puppies rushed out into my yard for the first time.
It was love at first sight. And then a miracle happened, they all went to the bathroom in unison. It was a beautiful site to behold. I have never been so happy to see a bunch of dogs pee.
While the pups frolicked in the yard I had a few moments to ponder the name dilemma. I started with “Death” basically because it was the most offensive. This puppy had a little white tip on her tail and nose so she became Tipper, in honor of Tipper Gore.
“War” was just a little bear of a dog and he reminded me of my Uncle Al so he became Parker. Even after I realized he was actually a she the name still seemed appropriate.
“Petulance” became Penny Lane, after The Beatles song of the same name
and “Famine” I renamed Faith for no particular reason.
Later that afternoon one of the puppies started sneezing and by evening it had turned into a cough. Which puppy you ask? Ironically it was Penny Lane, it turned out that “Pestilence” might have been an appropriate name in this case because she had kennel cough.
Kennel cough is bacterial infection that runs rampant in shelters. For most dogs it is the equivalent of a bad cold but it had the potential to ground the puppies. They needed a clean health check before they could make the flight to New York.
Would seven days be enough time to get these puppies healthy and ready to fly?
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