We Got Us Some Puppies!

Pearl came through like a champ!

We were so worried because she was huge!

We didn't plan on puppies. But, the romance was evidently high in our little month-long stay at the Flagler Beach motel (for the dogs, anyway). You know – the motel without Internet access unless you went across the street to the beach? The motel where you had to practically crawl across the beds to get to the bathroom? But hey, they were friendly, cut us a good deal and after all, we were directly across from the ocean, and we needed it. After all, it's why we moved back to Florida, and chose this area to live in (by the way, it's the Beach Front Motel, it's clean and friendly - just ask for Chris - and Room #5).

We noticed Pearl had gone into heat, brought in a crate for Jarhead and kept doggie diapers on them both but one turned head and a mere 60 seconds and boom. Love was in the air.

So, through all the moving and the stress and the depression and the arguments – well, Pearl carried on and gave birth September 9 to seven lovely Scottish Terrier pups. All healthy, all cute as a button and all duly registered as of yesterday. We have only one boy in the bunch and were blessed with two wheaton-colored girls. You'll just have to wait for the photos...I'm nursing a cold and a cough and am just content to sit on my butt until it's time to go to work, when I don't get to sit on my butt.

Gosh, I just love the pups. In eight weeks, hopefully they will all have new homes, with people that love them as much as I do. If you want one of them, I'm taking deposits!

The beach is still gorgeous, the sun is still shining, the grass is mown and edged and the house is cool and clean. My festival tent arrived via UPS this morning, so my worries about getting everything together in time for Artfest in Norcross, GA are a little less. Now I just have to get the pegboard panels built, which, with any luck, will happen next week.