I'm participating in Theme Thursdays from Jenn at Something Clever 2.0 today (a few days late, yes)- this week's theme is about Cats & Dogs!
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"Do the puppies punch out of her belly?"
"Do you have to take 'em out like the doctor had to take us out of yours?"
"MAMA, the puppies are biting Belle RIGHT on her belly!"
"Uhm, these are not puppies mom... they're mousies."
My four & five year-old's play by play of our chihuahua, Belle, giving birth yesterday was pretty awesome. What wasn't all that awesome, you ask? Oh, maybe where our mama dog decided to do her birthing... right on my five year-old's pillow. Yes, I'm serious.
An HOUR after I finished washing their bedding...
Well, thank my lucky stars for a washer and dryer and plentiful detergent... and Lysol... and scrub brushes... and more Lysol... and bleach... and arm strength. 'Cause... as much as I love that dog, as cute as these little rat-puppies are going to be... well, just freakin' EW.
See, I've had plenty of dogs in my childhood and adult life. However, I always had male dogs. And, the two female dogs I did have, never had babies. So, not only was I trying to explain things to my girls- this was nothing if not an awesome teaching experience... I had to try to figure them out for myself. Which, being easily nauseated and kinda freaked out by blood and the other gross bodily discharges from the dogs, I was seriously overjoyed when the mister FINALLY got home from work.
Especially because he had the sad task of removing the two puppies who didn't make it. Sadface. My babygirldog did an AWESOME job- literally NO noise from her during the entire experience and is all in mama mode yet entirely understanding of her humanbabies. When my two year-old's roving hands almost grabbed a puppy today, she whimpered a bit to get my attention and didn't snap at him which I was worried might happen. She's a good girl... other than her incessant barking. Which has temporarily been replaced with four little tiny whimpering pups. Two boys, two girls. All completely white, though they'll surely gain some color as they get older.
Speaking of, I've already managed to pimp out one puppy to my parents... anyone else looking for a cute chihuahua within the next couple of months? :) Also, if you could help me figure out how or if I should explain to my daughter that, no, those puppies did NOT karate chop out of their mama's belly... well, that'd be AWESOME. 'Cause, cats and dogs... I can talk about. The birds and the bees? Well, this mom is NOT ready for that conversation guys.
Heck to the no.
Heck to the no.