Sevens

Editor's Note:

It has come to the attention of the editor (and writers) of this periodical that there is a contingency known as the fos (Fans of Snuki) who are causing a fuss. So as to avoid a decrease in readership, we are unable to do otherwise than acquiesce. If the kind reader will stay the course through the first few introductory narratives, his/her sought prize will be realized.

Sincerely,
us

It was a day much like others, sunshine peeking through the window, a blanket of cool air on top of our blanket of warmth and the sudden screeching explosion of fireworks (bottle rockets that would do Texas-big-syndrome proud). I love life.
I got up and went about my daily routine. Clothes. Food (for Snuki). I poured the bits of Kibbles in the blue bowl and looked around but was unable to find the prowling pup; no sign. It was quiet, too quiet. I took a precautionary sweep around the immediate environment and everything was clear, wait, motion sector 9 possible subterranean probe, did that pile of mud just move? Get down!!! Incoming!!! MEDIC!!!!
It was too late the medic wasn't there in time. Thankfully there were no casualties, quiet the opposite really, 6 new lives.


They were all quite healthy and squirmy. I went and got Kimb and the camera. She was looking and ohhhing and ahhhing and I was snapping, clicking and flashing (okay the camera not me). Kimberly sudden perked up and looked around following the wall around to the side yard. I followed and heard it to: a mammalian chirp/squeak/sneeze. There was the tree and behind the tree the nest and inside the nest another little life, cord still attached to the placenta sack. Snuki came over to inspect and Kimb offered her the pup. She (Snuki) sniffed, liked and grabbed the pup in her mouth carting him over to the others (after disconnecting the cord and eating the placenta). All licked up and fed up the pups wiggled around to there spot in the pile and fell silent. Well that event was a lot easier than I thought it could have been.
Note about how God can change plans. We were going to go to the coast this week. We decided to wait instead until the coast is clear. During this week the puppies were born, no big deal we didn't really help in that process but the tree pup. Snuki might have gone back for him, but it seemed like quiet a bit of time had passed since the relocation of the others and that he might have been left. We are glad to have missed the beach and been able to rejoin this pup with the rest. Plus it rained, a lot.
We cleared a space in the bathroom, for them, food and water for Snuki and a couple of towels for the pups. Now they are Seven.
Aaron and Emmy don't worry we've already named them. Let's see.... there's Doc, Sneezy, Sleepy, Grumpy, Happy, Dopey, and Bashful. Not really, I'm sure they can't wait to see you guys (when they realize they can open their eyes).

We didn't really have any other plans for the evening so we spent time with the pups, dined, watched some X-Men, groceries in Tule, and wondered what else our time here would hold for us.

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