We met 10 fat little Labrador puppies this week. One of those little buggers will be coming to live with us in a couple of weeks. The pups are almost six weeks old and walk like little drunkards. They don't quite understand that their fronts are connected to their backs, nor do they know what to do with their fat little bellies that touch the ground.
They have a nice little cycle going: play, run, jump! Wrestle. Pee. Poop. Run (ok, waddle) some more. Eat! Eat! Eat! Poop. Sleep.
After a 15 minute nap, the whole thing starts all over again. It's like clockwork.
Service Dogs of Virginia will take four of the ten pups to train as service dogs. There will be one fat yellow male, and the rest will be black, not sure of the sexes of the remaining three pups.
When looking for pups, we were looking for the laid-back ones, the ones who rolled with the flow. It was a little difficult to tell at this young age, but it was a first glance. There will be at least three other puppy visits to keep checking tabs on the pups as they grow and mature over the next couple of weeks.
I'll keep you posted on how the puppy picking progresses!