“‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring…” 

Strike that.  The creatures (all 12 of them) stir every 3 or 4 hours ’round the clock!

“… The stockings were hung by the chimney with care…”

Who’s had time to hang stockings?!

“And mama in her kerchief and I in my cap, had just settled ourselves for a long winter’s nap.”

This is our dream.  We haven’t had a good night’s sleep since the first pup was whelped.

I’d love to go on with the Christmas poem but the puppies will soon be ready for lunch and I want to sneak in a shower before mixing up their meal.  Despite the craziness, we know that we are blessed and these puppies will soon be with families that are ready and waiting for them.  It’s all good!

Merry Christmas to all from Norling Rise!