New Digs

Yesterday we moved all 9 puppies to a stall in the barn.  They are getting so big and their space in the basement was getting too small.  It was a hard day, I'd like to say it was hard on them because they are so attached to me, but the truth is it is the other way around.  I cried a bunch and worried a lot, I worked myself into a real tizzy and by the end of the day I was physically sick, yep puking and everything.  After the first bout with the porcelain throne around 10:30 pm, I went out to the barn to check on them and make sure they were warm enough.  We had set it up so they were corralled with hay bales under the heat lamp, but the little poops had found a hole in the hay and were all bunched up outside the corral next to the stall door...I was heartsick.  So I got everyone back under the light, fixed the bales and then laid down in the straw and paper shavings with them, they all piled on top of me in a real dog pile, it was nice and I cried again.  We stayed that way for probably a half hour or so and then the urge to purge took over again, so I carefully unpiled everyone and headed for the house.  To say the least, I was a total mess, puking, crying, worrying and all for nothing.  This morning everyone was fine and happy to see me.  I just miss hearing them and knowing they are right downstairs.  And yes, it is time for them to start leaving for new homes, so I will have to find a good way to detach, but it ain't going to be easy.