16.00 Sunday

Some dogs want a darkened room and no company to give birth. Shadow wants the reassurance of one of her humans with her at all times. I’m being allowed to sit just outside the room she is in and to make me comfortable, as I lie here and wait for news, my Mistress has put a bed down for me.


Shadow had a light lunch at around 13.30 and then went back to the main business of panting and nesting. For good measure, it started thundering at 15.15pm, which at least gave us something to take our mind off things for a while. None of us is expecting a lot of sleep this evening.

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