I’m a little over a week away from sending “the” emails, the matchmaking emails that let the families on this litter know which of these puppies is theirs. It is both daunting and thrilling, as I trust that in nine days, it will be very obvious to me who is meant to be whose.
But between now and then, I do an awful lot of scrutinizing. Last night I was …
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