I'm taking care of puppies.
Shnucky is my boxer, and she had 5 puppies.
I will share pictures, in time.

There are 4, now.
One of them was born with a cleft palate, and was very small.
We tried to nurse to health, but this puppy had struggled and it didn't work out.
It was expected, so I didn't mention anything till now.

It was not sad for me, I did mention to my family not to get upset or very attached.
I was happy - the light found in so easily made its way back.
Shnucky not understanding was the one part that moved me to any mourning for a moment.
There is much joy yet for the 4 puppies I care for.
In looking ahead and concentrating with these, the life of the little one continues well. To clutch onto the one who graced my world for a shorter time is a disservice to the 4 growing with me.
Whether it is puppy or human infant who moves on, it is never ahead of its time, but necessary to a world that constitutes experience so pure and easily so close to which shined forth of - most valid in the makeup of cosmos, a moment Mother of All is closest to my being.
These mothers, be they boxer or human, also bear a special place in the universe.
That much closer to divine motherly expression of the whole earth, this one which is in our midst for such a shorter time.
In the hour of recalling, we look to continual life that carries well in the pitch of growing with the others.
And, this way we offer the joy into their struggling yet going on, and bring the smaller 5th in transition to peace in our Great Mother.

I do not sleep much, and my watch shift is from when i wake up again in afternoon/evening to around 10 a.m.

I will continue in art, but am very serious about every waking moment focused to the new litter. It has been great, and brought much fulfillment.