Sunday began noisily, the pups were ready to boogie when I came down at
6.30am. They were chatting and peeking their heads over the top of the crib....and yes.....they have managed to find their way out to the big wide world...most of them can now escape, somehow managing to work their way out and pull themselves over the side...they are cheeky monkeys...this is the beginning of the end!
They gobbled up the mash and the milk today - I feed them in 2 groups of 4...otherwise it's chaos! The best bit is at the end, when I tell Pops she can go and finish off, and the pups manage to grap a few minutes of their mummy as Pops is licking up the remains.