Kohl’s mom said he could have the puppy.  Kohl’s dad said no though.  The puppy was gone with them when I heard more whining….yup.  Another puppy.  This one in worse shape than the first.  It was covered in little tiny ticks.  I bathed him and got all the burrs and ticks off, but I simply didn’t know if he was going to make it.  He ate, but threw it back up. =(  I kept making him drink some water and kept offering more food.  He did better when his brother got back.  He finally was exhausted and slept.  This morning, he seems to be doing much better.  He still looks ill proportioned - his hind legs are very thin, but I’m hoping he’ll fill out and it will look normal.   The problem now is keeping broke leg Random from playing with the puppies.  He looks at them and whines and barks.  He brings them toys and nudges them with his nose.  Sometimes they try to play, but most the time they just look at him like he’s nuts while he does everything he can to make them play.

I don’t intend to keep them all.  We have our quota of dogs; however, I couldn’t just send them to the pound like they were.  I had to know they’d be okay.  Robert said I went into mommy mode.  I stayed home from the double feature at the drive in - Eclipse and Inception - to keep an eye on the small one that I wasn’t sure was going to make it.  Once they get stronger, if I can’t find a home for them, I’ll turn them over to the no kill shelter and let them find one.  For now though, I’m working on getting them eating and pottying like normal.  I’m taking them out every time I take Random out and they’re doing pretty good for little ones.

I offered the littlest one some liver treats last night (no dog can resist little jacs).  He ate some and the other dogs all came, said down around me, and patiently waited their turn.  The boys looked at me and said, “Three are so many!”

I said, “Yup.  Wanna join my dog pack?”

Kohl said “Heh.  I was the first one.”