I’m off maternity leave and looking for my mama. That’s right, if I look familiar, it’s because alumna Harley Carley was my mother. Harley Carley left home in October and was adopted by the best family. She is now the official greeter at Paw Country in Granbury and I see her regularly on social media.
To tell you the truth, I was sad she left, but I thought I wanted to stay behind and have some babies. I was wrong. Oh, I did have some babies. Matter of fact, I had 13. I had 13 babies all at the same time. I didn’t even have 13 nozzles to feed them! My family worked day and night, making sure everyone had their turn at the milk bar. Plus, there were a lot of extra bottles because there were a lot of extra mouths.
If you are wondering if I was a good mom and if I loved my babies, the answer is absolutely. However, I was “one and done!” My family was afraid if I had another litter, it would be another big one … and it just about killed them with all those babies needing attention 24/7.
When the rescue wagon got to my house, five of my babies hopped on board, too. Ziggy, Sir S’mores A’lot, Owen, Angelo and Lydia Nuggets all left with me. I was like, “Seriously? For 13 weeks, I have put up with ya’ll. Do you have to jump right in?” Yes, they did. So, I just scooted on over and away we went.
Today, I headed to see Dr. Larsen and sat with her. I told her she needs to be speedy about fixing me up because I want to go visit my mom, Harley Carley, and then find me a couch to call my own … without 13 puppies hanging on me! I am 2 years old and I love all dogs. Well, I love everything with fur.