We had to take Willow’s litter for their first round of puppy shots…

Yesterday was our designated puppy-pilgrimage-day…

Seven, squirming, damp fuzz-balls…

But my younger daughter and I did make it with all seven…

…..there was one…….long…….extended…….moment in the vet’s parking lot where I could only count six puppies in the truck’s back seat…….

…..life was frozen in space & time…..

…..bile & stomach-acid was immediately in my throat…..

…..one of the back windows was cranked down further than what I had realized…(one of the puppy’s must’ve stepped on the button)…..

…..I was envisioning a puppy crawling through that window (that somehow had gotten lowered) and said-puppy being left to splat & bounce somewhere on the side of the road…….

…..it was a horrible…….long…….suspended…….moment in my head…..

…..filled with head-swimming dizziness & way too vivid mind-pictures…..

…..but instead the little, squirming goober had jammed himself under the passenger seat and behind the case of Diet Mountain Dew soda where all I could see was the tip of the toe of one of his hind paws…..

PHEW!!!

But dry-heaves were still imminent…..my imagination had really taken off in my head with all of my imagined scenarios that were very detailed and not pretty…..

That moment had lasted for hours…….

In reality…..everyone was there and accounted for…

We did our puppy-bucket-brigade getting the fluff-butts from the truck into the clinic room…

The immediate & thorough evacuation of every potential puppy orafice ensued…

My imagination was eclipsed by the necessary and the mundane and the mopping and the scooping…….while we waited for Doctor Russell…

All seven pooper-doos have now been weighed & microchipped.

A community poop-slurry was collected (and the little darings were deemed worm-free).

Plus the first round of the puppy vaccination series were given…

Afterwards, the reverse bucket-brigade was accomplished back to the truck…….

…….and we headed home…….

The pups were exhausted from their day’s outing…….my daughter and I were exhausted from the pups…….

The little darlings were so tired they couldn’t even muster a thimble-full of pee between all seven of them on the way home…….

…..they were thoroughly wrung out from their urine-tsunami-production in Dr. Russell’s examination room…….

You know, in hindsight, as an over-view of my life…….it revolves around the cleaning-up/analysis/study/anticipation-of/or worrying-about…….excrement and wee…….

…………the bedrock of life………….