Someone in this house is prego…
but it’s not me. 
Sorry for the heart attacks. Don’t bill me.
This is my Zoe May.
Zoe May is 56 days pregnant…with puppies.
We had wanted to breed her, but this was an oopsie. An oopsie that I blame on Nick and Sherry for coming over for dinner and distracting me long enough to allow my dog to escape for 20 minutes and get knocked up by a local roamer.
Darn.
But we are excited. Well, most of us. Hubby wants a kitten. We already have people lined up for a couple of the pups. They will be a great mix, lab/golden retriever. Dad is lab too, he might have something else in him as well, but he is definitely lab.
I need a whelping box, and quick. I am hoping that a teacher friend will come through on the materials, and that my FIL will be able to help with assembly. I’m pretty good with basic power tools due to my theater background, but it helps to have some manly help around, and hubby won’t be home till Thursday…which may be to late.
Anywho, my baby girl, my Zoe May is going to be such a fantastic mommy. She is so gentle and calm, and she babies Pe and the cats already. Not to mention 10 year-old boys.
She helped raise Pe and her sibs when we hand-raised them and did a fantastic job, and we KNOW she’s got enough milk. Hehehe.
And a random pic of Rachel, just because I can.
If anyone is interested in said puppies, please let me know. They will have their first shots, but we aren’t going to worry about the dew claws probably. We will probably be asking $75 for them. Of coarse, we don’t know how many their are yet, but you can be sure I will be keeping you updated.
I love you, my beautiful Zoe Girl.
Blessings!
Hannah
