Okay, Back to the Puppies

I know, I know. What was I thinking, posting photos of my new (pretty!) liquor cabinet yesterday when there are puppies to be photographed? An egregious error on my part, and one that I will now remedy with a puppy close-up. Ready?

All together now: AWWWWW.

I should probably mention that not all the puppies are black like this. Without getting too far into the genetics of collie breeding (because I don't really understand it myself, but we'll pretend I do), I'll just say that since Otty is a smooth (short-coated) tri-color (black) collie and she was bred to a rough (fluffy) sable (brown) collie, the puppies could have been either black or brown, smooth or rough. At the moment, I believe we have three roughs, three smooths, three blacks, and three browns, but I can't remember how many of the brown ones will be fluffy and how many of the black ones will be smooth. There are a lot of variables, and it's all very confusing. You can trust me on this, though: They'll all be cute.

And just because I don't want Mia to think I don't still love her best, even though there are all these new, small, precious little bundles of wriggling puppy flesh about, I'm going to post a photo of her. Also because she's weird and amusing, and I wanted to share that with you.

I looked out the dining room window yesterday and saw Mia perched on top of the pile of garden compost, surveying the land from her great height for all the world like a monarch on the throne.

Weirdo

And now that everyone has had their puppy fix, I'll be going now. Have a lovely day.