Our “puppy” Seven (an Australian Shepherd), had puppies of her own today. We really weren’t sure if she was pregnant, up until about a week ago. Guess Seven was a lot further along than we thought! (It would also appear that she was a little older than the shelter we rescued her from had believed as well.)

The Husbear went outside to feed her tonight, and thought he heard something whimpering. He looked in Seven’s dogloo (yes, a “dogloo”–an igloo-shaped doghouse), and there were 3 jet-black puppies whimpering that Seven was attending to.