I should have given you a few words of explanation about these puppies in my last post.
I guess I was being a little silly…
I can be, you know.
You see ~ it’s been a very long day. A film crew from the University of Windsor called Student Filmmakers as Social Advocates were here all day filming me. From 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. with one hour break for lunch.
I’m exhausted and going for a walk in a minute. Not with Riley, my male Canadian Champion Dandie Dinmont Terrier and the father of these puppies ~ not a planned pregnancy, you may recall.
I’m going for a rejuvenating walk with a friend. I feel I need it. So I posted that picture without any copy. Not smart. No one will see it.
But I’m impulsive…
That’s one of my major problems.
I’m a hypomanic personality. (Though I have psychotic features, too. Lots of them. Strong psychotic features. Carbemazepine helps. I’ve lived without it ~ for nine months in 1999 ~ but I feel better and more stable with it. So, I choose to take it. I experience no side effects. It’s purely innocent for me and it’s my choice.) Hypomania is my official psychiatric diagnosis. So I tend push “Send” too fast and “Publish” too fast. Without thinking. I’m always in a hurry. Always late. Always squeezing too much into my invariably limited time. If I had one wish, it would for a 90-minute hour. ðŸ˜‰
I forget to “Tag” ~ not smart for a blogger. I’m supposed to post at least 350 words. Minimum. To get picked up by Google, or something. I cannot remember. I’m really tired.
Anyway ~ back to those puppies, Riley’s puppies…
Just to give you some context if you’re new to this blog…
Lucy is my Dandie Dinmont Terrier and she is five and a half years old. These puppies were born on November 22, 2010. They do not belong to me and I will not be keeping “the pick of the litter.”
I could, mind you, but I’d lose a husband. Not a good trade, if you ask me. ðŸ™‚
They will be going to wonderful homes. They are all potential show dogs and hopefully will be used for breeding, if they develop well and have no serious genetically-related health issues.
Two boys and one girl, born after much angst and anxiety ~ mine and Lucy’s ~ as you may remember.
I know a picture is worth ten thousand words. Mine…
But I didn’t want to write anything. I thought a picture was enough. Dumb!
Right now, though, I really don’t want to bore you with more details about these puppies as I haven’t seen them myself and cannot really report to you about them. I won’t see them until late Saturday afternoon, January 8, when I go to pick Lucy up at her breeder’s to bring her home. I miss her desperately as does Riley. The homecoming should be interesting, but that’s another story.
For another post, but only if you’re interested…
Let me know.
If you are, trust me, I’ll tell you more when I see them ~ one girl and two boys ~ for myself and take pictures of them myself. Plus hear for myself about them and what my breeder thinks about them and where they may to be going.
But they won’t be going anywhere for a while. They are not usually placed until they are about 14 weeks old.
Right now, though, I’m going for that walk. Okay?