I have had dogs all my life. As a toddler, I was watched over by “Lassie”, then as a youngster “Lady and Chang” took her place. And as I grew up, there was always a sweet dog to talk to when I had secrets or life wasn’t going my way. After I married, it wasn’t long before “Peanuts”, an adorable female beagle came into our lives. We bred her and she had 13 puppies. Motherhood was more than she could handle and she disappeared just as her pups started weaning. We kept her pup “Ty”. He had to be relocated into a good home when unexpected layoffs forced us to move in with parents. I loved that little beagle. “Muffin”, a little maltese became my baby when my kids headed off to school. She died in my arms after chasing a cat very early one day. Devastated. In 1990 we bought my daughter a yorkie. She loved to swim and chase balls and was always full of energy, up until 2005, when my husband had the courage to have her put down. Now I have “Freckles”, a 10 yr old beagle and “Snickers” a 5 yr old “Morky”.
I have my hands full with these two. “Freck” will eat herself sick if we aren’t careful and “Snick” likes to tease “Freck” to come near his food, then chow down when she comes near. He can play all day and night, where she is a couch potato. Both love to run and eat dandelion puff balls.
I don’t need another dog, but these puppies are so damn cute and cuddly. Three of them have become my favorites, though I love each and every one. At 5 wks old, each has a personality all its own. “Chin” is a black female with just a spot of white on her chin. She likes to sleep in a corner with her head resting up the wall.
“Miss T” is also black, with a white ‘T’ on her chest. She like to sleep on the pee papers. “Bruiser” was the first brown pup of the litter. He was larger and bolder that all of them. Lord, I can’t resist his eyes. He like to crawl into dark spaces. “Daisy” is the smallest pup, but what she lacks in size, she makes up in playfulness. She loves to pounce on the other sleeping pups.
Most of my dogs have been kennel produced. Something I’m not proud of. Especially since “Snickers” was clearly the product of a puppy mill. I’m ashamed I allowed myself to support the mill, but so glad I rescued him from it.
“Maisey” the mom of the 11 new pups is a sweet, almost too submissive girl. She wags her tail constantly and seems so happy to have a good home. Father of these pups is unknown but I think there may be two. The dark pup have shorter ears, placed higher on their head. All have very fuzzy, medium length fur. The three tan pups resemble collies or shelties maybe, tri-colored with ears lower on their rounded heads.
I could use suggestions identifying possible breeds. I think momma is part retriever or lab. 
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Awhile back I was going to write a story about dust-bunnies.
