Little woofs

We are fostering puppies for about 3 weeks until they are big enough to be adopted at the Humane Society. Brother and sister, supposedly they are hound/retriever mixes. The boy, named Scrappy, looks like he has chocolate lab in him. The girl, named Cowgirl, really looks more like a Scruffy -- she is more black with almost a beard look about her. Both utterly adorable. I adore the expressions and plumpness of the little boy. The little girl has so much energy and loves to be in my lap. She is particularly fond of Sheba and quite curious and fun. In this picture, little girl looks bigger than her brother, but really she's quite small compared to that pot-bellied piggy boy puppy. Here are few other puppy pictures, too.

Such a difference it is to foster puppies instead of kittens. Sheba is enjoying their company, though not so much when the little ones try to make her ears a chew toy. Loki started out curious, but has become a bit of grump. Mostly he tolerates them, though, just gives the occasional warning that he can only tolerate so much cuteness around. The moment the puppies wake up, we rush them outside to go the bathroom, which they do right away. They know their job out there, but there is still the occasional tiny accident inside. They are puppies after all.

P.S. As I right this, the little girl puppy is sleeping inside my jacket, snug and warm.