Sigh

10:09 AM Saturday, February 3rd:

We STILL do not have any puppies. She is two days late. Girlfriend looks like she swallowed a watermelon sideways and yet, nothing. Sam got all excited this morning and yelled at me from the other room, "Hey! I think she's making the Labor Sound!!!"

Um, no. That grunting sound you heard was Weezy scratching herself... which is actually quite an act of labor, but not the kind we're looking for.

We've decided we are going to start charging Mama $20 a day for Anxiety Fees.

my anxiety, not hers.