Just so happened more littles needed fostering when I returned Myla.
Good thing - keeps me from being sad.
It is a TON TON of work and an emotional rollercoaster and such a challenge.
Waking at night, constant worry if they are ok......momma bear.
Love being a foster but I have to remember to take breaks too.
5 days old
Eat. Poop. Wake. Repeat.
Starting the stare.
So glad they have each other.
Milk Coma.
Dead frog?
hahaha.
I wish I slept like this!
You guys are going to have a good life!
Makes me want to cry. I hate when I have to take them back.
She is so sweet.
I am going to miss you Mr. Orie.
Sweetness.