Then when I got back to my folks these were my pals that kept me from missing my own puppies:
My "special needs" cat. He wasn't suppose to live through the night when he was born but when I was a teen I decided to nurse him with an eyedrop through every night until he was better. So, he thinks I am 'mommy' and 16 years on he is still alive. He is a bit slow and we are sure has some brain damage but he is a sweetie if he decides he likes you:
Then we have the new kids on the block. Starting with my parent's 1 and a half old long hair dachshund:
And then the dynamic duo that is my sister's puppies. One is a year and a half old tiny mini dachshund and the other in a three month old springer spaniel puppy. I have a spaniel at home so I was loving playing with the puppy:
Then we flew back to the UK and landed on Monday and I am still not totally over jetlag.