It has been just about six months since our living room last echoed the errant barks of eleven puppies and while Fritz has left a trail of destruction in his adolescent wake, our home has been a relatively calm and normal place. But in between litters, I’m not doing nothing. In fact, there is much that happens behind the scenes as we await the next tran…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The Nicholberry Dispatch to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.