tomorrow i face the puppies. it will be the ultimate test. can i withstand all that cuteness and live to come back and do it again. we'll see. i am strong. i am brave. the puppies are stronger, but we can perhaps come to a mutural agreement.

i am looking forward to it. even though it will no doubt entail poop and pee and gnawed fingers. certainly it will be noisy and boisterous. and a great deal of learning. i feel positive and hopeful. something i rarely experience.

lots of bleach she said. clothes you don't care about. a test as it were. if i pass. is there a wrong way to love puppies. it sounds messy, but rewarding. they need caring for. why shouldn't it be me.

i hope i don't screw this up.