Crap, Crap, Crap

I am not meaning this in the literal sense; rather guess what .......................my dog is 99% pregnant ........CRAP.

I was not prepared to adopt a pregnant dog. She acts like she is starving. I feel sorry for her. I feed her leftover pork sandwiches (yes, I served the other white meat tonight. Why, heck if I know. Saw a recipe and I must say they were AMAZING. tangent, yes. Pork, Yes. What is happening????????)


Pork and Pregnancy in the same day. Anyway, I felt bad for her. You know I have been there Chica and I understand the hunger. Once I ate an entire icecream cake -----NO ONE HELPED ME. This was also accomplished in ONE sitting. When I look into your little eyes that shout,

"Feed me. You understand what I am going through. You, my human mother, feed my pains. I know not what is happening to my wee dog body. MAKE IT STOP."

Okay little Chica with the bambinos on the way. Holy Crap, what if like 10 puppies appear???? I think it time for a lymeric.

Don't worry little Chica

The future is not really bleaka

The babies will come

They will call you mum

You will no longer be weaka

Alternate last line

You will have a little milk leaka

OR

A husband you need seeka

Number 2, you advised us tonight, "Chica is now a part of our family. You can no longer send her away if she is bad. You can only lock her in the kennel or the laundry room."

Gracias Nina