The least favorite of my six week puppy journey has arrived...it is time to begin the weaning process. No more sweet puppy smells of joy when snuggling with them.
They will now smell like smeared food and waste unless I bathe them.
I slept in till 10:15 this morning, I think it was an attempt to avoid the inevitable.
Eventually Fairborn Guy and I went to the store for instant Goat's Milk. When I arrived home I prepared the baby swimming pool outside for my feeding area and quickly peaked out the front door to see if Fairborn Guy wanted to watch the pups get their first taste of food. I was delighted to spy my sweet neighbor Junne walking by so I flagged her into the back yard to join me in the fun.