Everyone keeps asking how Ivie is doing. She looks beautiful, has a pregnant glow, her coat is shiny and lush and her milk is coming in. She is hungry and I am giving her three meals a day instead of two as she cannot eat a big meal any more. I am coming home at lunch now to feed her and check in on her and take her for a waddle down the road. I say Waddle because that is what it resembles.
She is very careful about staying out of Dallas and Gandalf's way and she spends most of her time laying by the front door. I don't know if she will hold out until Saturday but no matter what I am prepared.