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Well, last night, I witnessed my first live birth. Okay, okay, I know you're thinking eww, and if not ewww then, "Who had a baby?", right? But, here's what happened... I was on the other side of town dropping off some laundry at home. (Thanks mom!) And I decided to have dinner with one of my best friends, Eric. We ate at a wing place and watched the Saints beat Atlanta at their first home game back in the Superdome in New Orleans. Eric swears the game was fixed. Anyway, we were catching up on things and he told me that his chocolate lab, Cookie, was probably going to have her puppies that night and that his mom had been frantic all day. I decided I'd go by and see what all the fuss was about. Needless to say, I did not know what I was getting myself into. I felt like I had jumped into an episode of one of those emergency vet shows on the Animal Planet. Cookie was in full labor. I got to watch as 10 baby puppies were born, and it was certainly a new experience. Don't worry, I won't go into details, but let me just say this: the whole idea of 'instinct' is truly amazing. The puppies all seemed healthy except one, who we named Wilbur. (Don't ask, just trust me that if you saw him, Wilbur would be the first name that came to your mind too.) Anyway, that was my new experience of the week! And to Wilbur: Hang in there little buddy, you can make it!!!
Until next time...