My life is a constant cycle of feeding, cleaning, petting, scooping litterboxes, doing laundry, chasing kittens, cleaning, throwing tennis balls, escaping for 9 hours at work, returning home to feed, clean, pet, play with, scoop, chase, and clean some more. And I love every second of it. Except the laundry part. I don't love that at all.
Tomorrow Keisha and Trey go to the vet to get spayed and neutered - hooray! I have to get them into good permanent homes before the new puppies show up, and the new foster dog. It turns out I am getting the deaf senior Pomeranian after all! And four puppies. I told my husband about the Pomeranian a few days ago. I started out with the classic "how much do you love me" line... and it worked! So today I snuck in the news about the new puppies. He asked why the container of puppy food was still in the kitchen since none of our fosters are eating puppy food, and I said I just hadn't had time to move it yet, and it was okay to leave it there since I may be getting more puppies in a few days. Then I rushed to say something else and he just kind of sighed and didn't ask me anything else. I do appreciate what a wonderful husband I have!!!