I refuse to admit that a month has passed since I last blogged. More lambs birthed, doctors' appointments hither and yon, and just this month an emergency canine c-section to deliver Border collie pups.

The c-section (in the wee hours of a Sunday morning, thus an emergency) preceded a shaky 36 hours when Hope (mother dog) developed free fluid in her abdomen, the smallest pup developed seizures and was put down, and because of Hope's problems I took on the task of tube feeding pups every two hours, 'round the clock. This taught me that it has been eons since my days of pulling all-nighters in college. Yawn....I'm SO old!

After a second, exploratory, surgery, Hope spent the remainder of the week "in hospital" with yours truly chauffering pups to her in the morning and then home here to the farm at night so I could feed them. She was frantic without the pups, but wasn't in any shape to keep them with her unless someone was watching, thus the back-and-forth.

The pups (1 girl, 2 guys) will be 2 weeks old this weekend. Although they were premature, their eyes are starting to open. Within another week, I imagine they'll try to walk even though their eyes won't really be able to see much for awhile. It always seems like a day arrives when they determine that they are no longer allowed to crawl and must walk...whether or not they fall over constantly or have trouble getting to where they want to go.

It's been four years since BC pups graced the farm (well actually, a plastic swimming pool in my bedroom right now, as Hope wanted to hide them initially and between the two surgeries was absolutely psychotic; a situation that stopped with the second surgery and euthanasia of what she apparently knew was an abnormal pup). I'd forgotten how absolutely adorable puppies are and what good mothers they have here!

The doggie doings kept me from the shop, where tons of work awaits. At least I've been knitting here, making progress on several (numerous) pairs of socks of all sizes and types.

And, right after I ordered more #1 dpns, I found a bunch in a "lost" needle roll. Well, one can never be too prepared for sock knitting!

Off to catch up on all the sleep I've lost as this month began....