Good morning, good morning the little dogs say. Fortunately for me, they are also willing to potty and go back inside for a treat and a nap until we’ve had a chance to pipe in the sunshine. It was really cold again this morning, thank goodness for the heater and the rechargeable hand warmers (thanks again Chris!)
After they found one of the dryer balls yesterday and had so much fun playing with it, I put the balls into the castle sandbox and they dove right in to them. They are much more coordinated now and they can puncture them now, too. The Big 3 had a lot of fun with the balls, too. Lunch was foraged in there as well.
This afternoon, I brushed the big 3 and the puppies on the table on the patio. I took the pupsters into the bathroom with us when I gave GrandPaw Deja his shower. It’s a good thing he’s such a good sport (and loves puppies) because they didn’t wait until his was finished before they joined him. It’s considerably more difficult to give a shower with more than one dog in there but I have experience. After he was done (he still waited for his official routine of each numbered foot and his tail before shaking it off and coming out), I gave each puppy a shower. I didn’t use shampoo because they weren’t great at staying out when it was another’s turn and I didn’t want anyone to be unrinsed and itchy but we did a full version without it. Then we all went outside and they did wet dog zoomies before cuddling up for a nap.
Every time I went into the laundry room after that, multiple puppies crowded into the shower and I had to bribe them to come outside again afterward. “It’s not a bug it’s a feature” (maybe that should’ve been the theme for the litter) so I did reward them in the shower and then lured them back out again. It is awfully cute (have I mentioned how cute these puppies are? Somehow they still manage to get cuter every day).
I tried better ex pen gating at the door to the crates. As with everything I else I do, they are right there with me offering their assistance. Gives a slightly different take on “look for the helpers” doesn’t it? We’re going to see if the sandman needs any help now. Nighty, nighty, nighty. Puppy breath to all