So Daddy Bill takes Burke out and then comes in to gaze at the little ones, only to realize, OMG! THERE ARE ONLY TWO! OMG! DANIELLE IS GOING TO KILL ME. Frantic searching ensues! He takes all the covers out, no baby. He takes up all the paper surrounding the pen, NO BABY! HE IS FRANTICALLY SEARCHING NOW, BEMOANING THE HELL OF 500 WOMEN, if he fails to FIND THE WAYWARD LITTLE SNOT!
Burke keeps going to the plexiglass gate and staring, Bill looks, sees no baby, searches the floor of the room, HOW DO YOU LOSE A BABY IN ONE ROOM! ONE THAT STILL HAS ITS LITTLE EYES CLOSED!
Once again Burke goes to the plexiglass, for the third time. Daddy Bill gets on his hands and knees to see from her level, still sees nothing. Searches more, really in a panic now! Once again Burke goes to the same spot of plexiglass and BARKS. Bill again gets on his knees and looks and YES there is a slight movement! Saratoga May is between the crate and the plexiglass, asleep in a puppy heaven of freedom!
We will be NESTING the crate tonight and providing Burke with steps to get in and out. What a hoot that little girl is!
Foster Dad wishes he drank.
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