Really Love My Dog :)
So I cleaned some ASF bins today. I've got about 50 babies ranging from pinks to almost weaned in 4 breeder tubs. So I go through, clean the tubs, count the babies, la de da, everything's good. Well all night my dog, Bronco, a Boxer/Pit/Lab pound puppy mix, has been atatched to the ASF corner, like more than normal (he watches them like tv lol). So I start to think maybe one of the almost weaned ones got out somehow. I look around, nothing. After another hour or so of him being glued to the corner and me looking around a bit more I figure hes just bored. Lo and behold while I'm watching tv I look down and he's facing away from the corner, his nose pointed straight to the middle of the room. And there sat a teeny little fuzzy, no eyes open, just chillin in my pile of dirty laundry. Needless to say, Bronco got a big "Good Boy" as he watched me find the little ones respective bin (had to figure out which litter it was from). He looked SOOO proud that he had helped mommy find the fuzzy! He is such a good dog. He's now back in his usual spot snoozing at my feet
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