I'm not really sad because I had puppies, in fact I was the happiest momma ever.
The thing is, after a few weeks of 9 puppies nagging me all the time, always wanting to get some milk from me, never letting me go anywhere by myself, every night being a real problem for me to sleep, and much much more that comes with having 9 freaking puppies... I was tired.
There are many more pics of me, my puppies and that adventure, but my human can't find those, perhaps she's got all of them somewhere else but in the meantime, a friend of hers found this pic in her cellphone and she shared it with my human, meaning that now I get to share with you a picture of my puppies.
I was a good momma, no puppy suffered with me but I stopped letting them drink from my tits around one month after they were born, perhaps a little early but my human interceded for them and gave me treats every time I laid down and allowed my kids to get some food.
There's a huge story behind these puppies and I'll be more than glad to share it with you.
