So, we have a puppy now in my home. My sister found five abandoned puppies and my son took one. We think she is a lab/border collie mix. She is probably 10-12 weeks old, and a handful.

Our schedules are all off kilter. She is like having a newborn in the house. We are getting up during the night to take her outside for bathroom breaks. Last night, she did much better almost made it through the night. Yay!

My writing time has suffered, however. I like to write early in the morning. It take the 4:00 hour and work on hymns, book reviews, etc. Today I don’t know how many times I got up to stop her barking a cat, retrieve my shoe, wondering why she was quiet, finding a toy to redirect her away from a cat or my shoe.

I am trying to stay on schedule, but be aware I am still here. If I am later than normal or miss a week, blame it on Abigail. She won’t be a puppy forever and life will resume to a new normal and new schedules. Until then life will be a bit of a walking daze.

All for One

Angela