Uncle Tweed watches the kiddos

Mona has discovered raw meaty bones, and likes them a lot, whether there is meat on them or not. Even week-old picked clean bones appeal to Mommy Mona and she was elated to learn they are laying all over the house, in the event someone feels like a chew.

Mona has decided that Uncle Tweed makes a good babysitter, and she can troll the house collecting bones, while Tweed hangs with her brood:

Tweed is so happy. It’s actually a little worrisome, because one of Tweed’s nicknames is The Molester. He has a history of, erm, inappropriate (sexual) behaviour with young dogs. If there was a sex offender watch list for border collies, Tweed would be Public Enemy #1. So I think Mona should check her babysitter’s references a little more carefully!

While trolling the interwebz today I learned that the puppies eyes’ could open in as few as 3 or 4 more days. That’s exciting! The pups are definitely double the size they were when they entered the world.

And yet, all they still do is sleep.

In all sorts of weird positions.

They are all so fat, they think their siblings make great pillows.

Mona is getting nice and chubby as well now, and has boobs I almost envy. Tomorrow morning, she goes for her first walk with the other dogs, since her pups are no longer nursing around the clock.

This makes Mona happy.

She’s ready to go for a walk!

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Now, since the pups are hogging all the attention, we return to the Usual Suspects of the 3WAAW blog.

Mr. Woo models a sticky paste of Cooper slobber + mud. He’ll do anything for more attention.

Piper just wants to be pretty.

But will settle for a found ball in the bushes

Lars was Lars.

And Red Dog was … gorgeous! Stunning! Beautiful!

And Tweed was thinking impure, lustful thoughts about puppies.
Ewww.