Day 96: Just Come Already!

I am tired of waiting.

I am not actually a very good waiter. 

And I really, really, really, really, really just want the puppies to come out and be okay. 

But Kia isn't cooperating.

I chilled with her all weekend. 

I changed her blankets when they got wet with milk. 

I hurried home from work and shopping and supper. 

I took her out in the middle of the night when she needed to pee.

I slept with one eye open ... just in case. 

No puppies. All weekend, her temperature remained stable between 100.0 and 101.0 degrees. 

She panted.

She slept.

She peed.

She pood.

Tiny poos that looked like mustard mixed with melted chocolate. Milk chocolate. Hehe.

I stepped in one.

Ugh.

This morning, she wouldn't eat breakfast.

And her temperature was 99.5. 

She was panting hard and laying prone with staring eyes. 

She didn't want to leave her whelping box. 

I came home from work early. Her temperature was back up in the high 99-point-somethings. She seemed fine. 

I was ready to go back to work.

Then she started nesting.

I didn't go back to work. 

And now her temperature is 98-point-something. 

Which could mean that pups are only hours away.

Or it could mean nothing at all. 

I really want her to go into labor tonight because I really don't want to leave her tomorrow, but I'll feel really bad if she still hasn't had puppies and I've already missed most of today.

Sigh...

I guess I'll just have to wait.

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In other gross news, I left the bowl of uneaten dog food on top of the portable dishwasher and the cats ate part of it and then barfed it back up into (and around) the bowl. 

And I stayed up half the night to review Alice Walker's The Color Purple. 

But least the book fair was a success. 

Tra-la, and happy waiting!