Woke up at the crack of dawn (or before) to extreme heavy panting.. jumped up and hurtled across the room at
a rate of knots looking for Chak... panic set in when I couldn't find her.... after a few seconds of squinting around, I still couldn't see her, she wan't in her bed, wasn't on the mat, or on the wooden floor, not in the passage... and still PANTING. Shite, damn dog (my hair facing 5 directions, no contact lenses, me still 88% asleep... panicking, picturing a puppy sprawled on the floor because I didn't hear an entire night of early labour)... back into the room where the panting is the loudest (AM I DOFF??)
OH
No Chak...
...but I did find the old red aussie appearing to be in advanced stage of labour, even though spayed and in her senior years...!
Flip, still couldnt see chak, she must have gone out to pee...
Got back into bed ...then noticed her sleeping quietly on the bed next to where I was... sigh
(hand smacks head)
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