Puppies?!

So our beloved Kenzie is once again 'expecting'. The silly slut... oops, I mean mutt just can't help getting knocked up every year. Last year it was a really sad ordeal. The puppies were too big and she couldn't do it on her own. She had 5 puppies. None survived. There was an emergency vet visit, hundreds of dollars Shellie and I  paid, and Kenzie almost died. That's a pretty big deal. So I am currently hosting "Puppy Watch 2011".

If she moves to much in her crate or something goes bump in the night I check on her. Jabali cleaned out her kennel, washed her blankets and set up a nice birthing area for her in the living room... and now we are just waiting. and watching. and checking. and stressing. Well, I am stressing. Everyone else thinks I am being overly dramatic, which is totally true most of the time but in this case quite justified in my (albeit crazy) mind.

Today alone I have made Mom and Jabali come listen to her breathing (twice). When she squatted to take a poop outside I was convinced she was having babies and made Jabali get out of the swimming pool and go check. I follow her around, feed her spicy food, take her outside to walk in the yard.   

I just wish she'd hurry up and have them so I could move on to obsessively stress over else! Something a little less life and death would be nice. :)