Worst. Mother. Ever.

I’m in Belper, babysitting puppies (puppysitting?). My mother’s dog gave birth to a litter of thirteen (her third, and possibly final) in the wee hours of this morning, so it’s once again time for a round-the-clock vigil in case the dozy bitch sits on one of them (seriously, she does it worryingly often).

Right now they’re little blind rats that seek only to suckle at a teat full of delicious dog-milk (full of goodness, vitamins and marrow-bone jelly). However, thirteen puppies minus eight dog-nipples (ten including my own) leaves some leftovers, so it is also my duty to rotate the little buggers.

On the plus side, there is WiFi in the house, and chocolate, so I’m not really missing out on much.

In other news: Jack bought himself a domain! manwhat.com is live right now, and I think it’s a pretty cool domain. Now if only he’d put something cool there I could sleep easily.

There was something else… I know there was. Oh well.