Can you possibly forgive me for using the same post for both of my blogs today? How about if I tell you that all eight puppies decided to poop at the same time tonight at the Red Roof Inn in some town in either Virginia or West Virginia? Sue me. Fire me. I can take it.
We have had quite a day. We drove 542 miles in nine hours with just one stop. Two moms, eight puppies, one dog and four boys.
Although my fellow adult has handled poop with grace and I somehow managed to drive all of those miles without a hissy fit, I’ve really got to hand it to the kids and the puppies. All 12 of them have been incredibly flexible despite the occasional bump in the road (not enough chopsticks for dinner, not enough clean underwear, etc.)
Tomorrow we hit the road one last time and meet our foster families back home.
What a long, strange trip it’s been.
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