Thursday, September 24, 2009

The Epitome of Misery



Here is my beautiful pregnant Dixie. She is due at anytime in the next week and she is miserable. I find myself sympathizing with her, having had two children myself. She has had her last prenatal bath and her belly has been shaved, exposing her already "Used" figure. All that she wants to do is lay in the coolest parts of the house and as close to a human as she can get. When you reach down to pet her she rolls (very slowly) for you to rub her belly. I think back to when I was pregnant and my belly would itch so badly. I wonder if she is felling the same way. Sometimes when you put you hand on her belly you can fell the little kicks of puppy paws. I wonder how many there will be this time?