Don Turnipseed

As I look out into the rear side yard, I see an awful lot of heads pearing into the whelping box Natasha must have decided on. It looks like she eithe r had her pups or is in the process. I am going to fix a little breakfast, most important meal of the day you know, then I will meander out that way and see what is happening. I need to go out and turn on the misters for her to stay cool and also to keep those damned biting flies at bay. I am going to guess she is going to drop about twelve pups but if they are smaller as I suspect, there is just no telling because she was "big". Be back with y'all in a while with a progress report.